Page 44 of The Hollywood Billionaire's Fangirl Wife

Jilly jerked in shock upon hearing her husband's voice.

How did he—

Guy was suddenly standing in front of her, and oh God, it hurt.

So, so much.

“Please get in the car,” Guy said tautly.

The expression on her husband's face spoke volumes, and she just didn't have it in her to argue with him.

Once they were both inside his car, Guy waited for the privacy window to slide into place behind his driver before turning to his wife.

She was staring straight ahead, not looking his way, but it was still too damn easy to tell by the way her shoulders were shaking...

His wife was crying.

Because of him.

"I'm sorry," Guy said hoarsely. "I thought you were going to leave me. I...thought you were going to choose him again."

He knew she could only be hearing all of this for the first time, and yet she didn't even say a word.

"I saw Jack's text. I didn't mean to read it, but I...I misunderstood."

Jillian finally turned to him, and his entire world disintegrated at the way she was crying so, so hard...she couldn't even make herself speak.

"It started...when I met Jack at a party forPreyer.It was a week after we met. He kept calling youhisJilly. Said that you two were endgame. And it got me so fucking mad. I thought you were using me as your rebound, and that's why..."

"Is that..." Jilly could hardly believe what she was hearing. "Is that h-how I ended up working for you?"

"Yes."

"You wanted...to hurt me?"

The pain on her face made Guy want to put his fist through the window.

"That was the plan...until you told me you were a virgin. And that was when I...I thought I still had a chance. I wanted to believe that I could make you choose me—"

“Ididchoose you,” Jilly said brokenly.

"That's what I wanted to believe," Guy said rawly. "What Ididbelieve...until his text this morning. And that's why I hired one of our actresses—"

Jilly's body involuntarily jerked, her heart recoiling as she was forced to remember—

Another woman's heels. The shower in the background. The scrap of black lace.

"It's all made up," Guy said tautly, "and I...I can prove it to you. The trailer, I have a surveillance camera, and—"

"Did you tell her to mistake me for your older sister?"

Guy whitened.

And it was all she needed to see.

"Jillian—"

"You r-really wanted to d-destroy me that much?"

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