Dear Wife, I Hate You (by Josephine Mbanefo) novel Chapter 29

Lilith’s Pov

The air froze.

He stood at the door–Killian. My husband. His eyes scanned the room, then settled on me and the half- naked man beside me.

My heart dropped.

“Killian…” I whispered.

“What is happening here?” His voice was low, deadly calm, which made it even worse.

“It’s not what you think,” I said, stepping forward.

He scoffed. “Not what I think? Then what is it?”

He looked at the man, then back at me. And I swear, I saw something break inside him.

“Hey, man,” the stranger said, annoyed. “What are you doing here? I’m trying to get things done. Can you leave?”

Killian let out a bitter laugh. “I can see that the man who wants to fuck my wife is eager for me to leave. Maybe I should. So you can enjoy your time.”

“No!” I moved between them, heart pounding. “That’s not what’s happening. Please—”

The man smirked. “You’re married? Even better. I love married women. The thrill is insane. You’ll be sweet, just like the rest.”

I reached for Killian, trying to explain, but he gently pushed my hands off his chest like my touch burned him.

“Don’t you dare touch me, you fucking whore,” he hissed. His eyes were glassy, jaw clenched. “After all the times you looked at me like I was the monster… and here you are proving I was right.”

Tears clouded my vision. “No, you’re wrong. You don’t understand—”

“You’re sorry? That’s what they always say. It’s not what I think. Always the same damn words.”

The man in the room picked up his shirt lazily. “I don’t get the husband–wife drama, but I’ve not gotten what I came for, Nina.”

Killian’s head snapped in my direction. “Nina?” he repeated, laughing bitterly. “You even changed your name. Hiding your identity now? Are you that ashamed of me?”

“Killian, please-”

He shook his head. “You can continue. I’m not stopping you.”

I ran to the door. “Zoey! Zoey, come out! Please! Help me explain!” My voice cracked.

Killian turned to me, disgusted. “Now you’re trying to drag Zoey into your mess?”

“I was just trying-“I choked, not even knowing how to finish the sentence. “Zoey, please!”

But Zoey didn’t come. She didn’t even answer.

Killian turned around. “Enjoy yourself, wife,” he said coldly, walking away.

“No, no, no!” I ran back inside, grabbed my bag, slipped on my heels, and rushed after him. My heart was racing. Everything was falling apart.

He got into his car, slammed the door shut. I yanked it open and slid in beside him.

“Get out,” he said without looking at me. “I don’t want to see you.”

“Drive,” I told the driver through gritted teeth. My hands were shaking.

Killian sat beside me, silent but seething. I could feel the heat radiating from him like a storm about to explode. All the effort, all the plans to get him to open up–shattered. And Zoey… she didn’t even show up.

Now I was trapped.

Tell him the truth, and I betray my friend.

Keep it hidden, and I lose my husband forever.

What should I do?

The ride back home was painfully quiet. My chest felt too tight, like my lungs had forgotten how to breathe. I kept glancing at Killian, but he didn’t look at me. Not once. His jaw was clenched, and the veins in his neck pulsed with anger.

I wanted to speak. I wanted to scream that it wasn’t what he thought. But I was scared… not of him, but of how much I was losing him by the second.

When the car finally stopped, he didn’t wait. He stepped out like I wasn’t even there. I grabbed my shoes and followed. My heart was pounding so loudly I thought it might burst.

“Killian, it’s not what you think-” I tried to say.

He didn’t answer.

He didn’t even slow down.

I ran behind him, up the stairs, my voice shaking. “Please, let me explain.”

Rose was just coming out from the hallway when we passed her. She looked confused. “Sir-?” she greeted softly.

Killian didn’t even blink at her.

I chased after him to the bedroom. He opened the door and walked in. I followed, and Rose followed too, looking like she didn’t understand what was happening.

“Please,” I begged. “Killian, just let me explain. I swear-

He turned so fast 1 flinched.

“You want to explain?” His voice cut through the air like a whip. “You really want to stand here and explain to me?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Then explain.”

I opened my mouth, but the words were stuck. Zoey. I had promised Zoey. But if I didn’t say anything, Killian would keep thinking I was some cheap woman sneaking behind his back.

“I was trying to….” I hesitated. “I didn’t mean for it to look like…”

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