His Secretary Satisfies Him,But I'm the Billionaire's Daughter

I was rushing to sign a contract when my husband's secretary called, demanding I pick up a coffee and bring it back to the office for her.

I told her I had something urgent to take care of and turned her down.

What I didn't expect was that when I returned to the office with the signed contract in hand, my husband would grab a cup of coffee and throw it in my face in front of everyone.

"Lily Henson, you nearly killed Ursula!"

"Her blood sugar crashed this morning and she begged you to bring her a coffee to help. You left her to suffer."

The coffee soaked through the contract I'd worked so hard to secure. Ursula Simmons's low blood sugar wasn't going to kill her. But if I hadn't signed that contract and collected the company bonus, my mother would die.

I lifted my head and looked at my husband. Before I could get a single word of explanation out, Nolan Gilbert tore the contract apart in a fit of rage.

"Deal's off. No bonus for you. Let this be a lesson."

I watched the contract I'd nearly killed myself to land turn into confetti. Something inside me went cold and still.

"Nolan, let's get a divorce."

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The silence that followed was deafening.

Nolan's face went rigid with shock, then darkened as a wave of fury swept over him.

He crumpled the remaining pages into a ball and hurled it at my face. "Give you an inch and you take a mile."

"Aren't you the one who was wrong here?"

My own anger surged, and my voice came out harder than before.

"Wrong? How exactly was I wrong?"

"Do you have any idea what it took to close this deal? I spent days and nights grinding through it, fueled by cup after cup of coffee at two in the morning, fixing every last detail. I poured everything into this company. I lined up the partner, arranged the signing, all to boost your bottom line."

"And what did you do? You destroyed all of it over your little secretary's harmless blood sugar dip. You took my bonus away. My mother is lying in a hospital bed right now, waiting for that money to cover her medical bills."

Ever since I married Nolan, his mother had insisted we split everything fifty-fifty.

Because I came from nothing, while Nolan came from money.

His mother was convinced I was using her son to climb the social ladder, so she'd pushed for the arrangement as a safeguard.

After my mother got sick, I never touched a cent of Nolan's money for her treatment.

So I worked twice as hard. Threw myself at every contract I could get.

And the one I'd nearly broken myself to bring home, Nolan had destroyed without a second thought.

As my words rang through the office, every colleague turned to stare. Whispers rippled across the floor.

"What? Lily's been working herself to the bone just to pay for her mother's treatment?"

"If that's true, then what Mr. Gilbert did is way out of line. She's still his wife. That's his mother-in-law lying in that hospital bed."

"You don't know the half of it. He dotes on that little secretary of his. The two of them even share that couch in his office to nap on sometimes."

"Shh, keep your voice down."

The more Nolan heard, the darker his expression grew. His handsome face twisted into something cold and ugly.

He was certain I'd orchestrated the whole thing, that I'd said all of it on purpose to turn the office against Ursula Simmons.

Because the moment the whispers died down, Ursula was already bowing to me, her voice trembling with guilt and shame.

Those pitiful, wounded eyes made it look like I was some kind of monster.

"I'm so sorry, Lily. I didn't mean to have a blood sugar crash right then. If I'd known you had something important to do, I never would have asked you to get me that coffee."

The second the words left her mouth, she turned and ran, tears streaming down her face. She didn't watch where she was going and tumbled down the stairs.

Nolan let out a sharp cry. Then his hand cracked across my face.