Return of the Billionaire's Ex-wife.

Channel

I stared at him, my eyes getting misty, my heart hitting hard against my rib cage as my trembling hands gripped the lying pictures.

The glossy edges of the photographs dug into my skin, but I couldn't let go. It felt like if I did, everything would become real-final. My breathing turned uneven and shallow, like the air in the room had suddenly thinned.

"Do you believe I did this?" I asked, my voice coming out in a whisper.

The words barely left my lips, fragile and broken, like they didn't even have the strength to exist.

Rowan gave me no reply as he stared back at me, his eyes red, his face hardened.

His silence was louder than any scream. It crushed me more than any accusation ever could.

"Isn't the evidence so obvious? Why wouldn't he believe it?" Rachel, Rowan's sister, answered for him.

Her voice cut through the room like poison, smooth yet deadly.

"Face it, Channel, you have been caught. I have always known that you are a whore, but I didn't expect you to keep chasing after men after being married to a man that loves you and accepts your problem."

She scowled, eyeing me disdainfully, her lips curling in satisfaction as though this moment was everything she had been waiting for.

"For Christ sake! This isn't me! I didn't cheat on my husband," I screamed in a shrill voice filled with despair.

My chest tightened painfully as my voice echoed across the room.

"Rowan, I can't cheat on you; I don't take your love for granted." I cried out in dismay.

Something wasn't right. Something was terribly wrong.

My fingers trembled as I lifted one of the pictures again, forcing my blurred vision to focus.

There I was.

In bed.

With another man.

"No..." I whispered, shaking my head slowly as if denial could rewrite reality.

"This can't be me. I don't know this man!" I said, frantically switching my gaze from Rowan back to his sister and then back to Rowan.

My mind raced wildly, searching for something-anything-that could explain this nightmare.

Walking towards Rowan, I raised my hands to hold his arms, desperate for him to feel me, to feel the truth in my touch-

But his cold warning made me flinch.

"Don't you dare touch me." He growled, his voice sharp like the blade of a sword.

It sliced my heart open.

The coldness of his voice cut through my heart down to my soul, and unable to handle the pain, I crashed down onto my knees, sobbing softly as the tears that I was trying to push back now escaped my eyes.

The man I loved... the man who once held me like I was his entire world... now looked at me like I was nothing.

"Sign those divorce papers and leave my house in less than thirty minutes." Rowan commanded.

Without sparing me a glance, he walked unhurriedly, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, towards the elevator.