Page 132 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
"Tell her," Isabella said.
He shook his head. "I'm not addicted to her."
"James." My eyes were filled with tears. This wasn't the time for him to finally realize that. I shook my head.Lie to her. Tell her what she needs to hear.
Isabella frowned. "Baby, you know that's not true. Tell me the truth." She ran her hand down his bare chest.
"I'm addicted to her." He wasn't staring at me. He was staring at her.
I knew it was a lie. But it still stung. And it hurt to see them together like this. With her hands on him. With his eyes on her.
"Don't tell me, James. Tell her."
His eyes darted toward the button to call the nurse.
"Tell her, James." She grabbed his chin and turned his face toward me.
James' eyes slowly met mine. "I'm addicted to you, Penny." He lowered both his eyebrows. Almost like he realized how truly wrong it was. Like he understood that it was more than that. This couldn't be the last thing he ever said to me. I couldn't let this be how we ended.
"And the only way to get rid of your addiction is to get rid of the temptation, to kill the root of the problem. In this case, Penny."
"No. Isabella, no. Let Penny go. Do whatever you want with me. But don't hurt her."
"We'll get her out of our way. We can be happy again."
"We were never happy."
"Of course we were. Before life got in the way. Before your problems became bigger than both of us."
"My problems? You ruined our marriage."
"You ruined me, James! As soon as you said you were in love with her, you ruined my whole reputation."
"You ruined your own damn reputation when you screwed around behind my back."
"But baby, you never complained about how much better the sex got. All the new techniques." She put her hand back on his chest.
"Don't fucking touch me!"
Isabella didn't remove her hand. "Look at me, James. Don't look at her. For once in your life, focus on me!"
James' eyes left mine. Originally Isabella had said I'd be dead in ten minutes. But it seemed like more time than that had passed. Maybe James' sedative would wear off soon. Maybe someone would show up and help us. My world was filled with maybes. But maybes weren't going to save me. I pulled my arms as hard as I could and accidentally let a whimper escape from my lips.
"Penny." The agony in James' voice brought tears to my eyes.
"This isn't about her!" Isabella yelled. "This is about us!" She pulled out a gun from her purse and pointed it toward me.
"Isabella, please just let her go. And we can talk."
"Is this about the baby? If you want a baby, I'll give you a baby. We were always good at practicing."
"What are you talking about?"
Isabella turned toward me with a smile on her face. "He really doesn't know?" She laughed. "This just got so much better."
"Know what?"
Isabella slid off his bed and walked toward me. "She didn't tell you? She's pregnant."
