My Belittled Husband Is A Billionaire

Winter’s POV

“Come on, stop crying now.” Ian kept trying to console me inside his car.

I just had a conversation with Phoebe, and she didn’t like to see me.

I sobbed between my words. “I really… I really thought she had forgiven me already… but she’s still mad at me, Ian… I don’t even understand… Was it really my fault?”

“Of course not. It’s not your fault, Winter. You don’t have to blame yourself for something that you didn’t even want to happen. We both know how you cared for that woman. She’s just an insecure woman who got mad at her best friend for being more beautiful than her.”

“I really thought we could finally be friends again. All these years, all I did was pray that she was okay and that we could see each other again. She hates me so much, Ian… She said she doesn’t want to see me anymore.”

Ian tapped my back. “It’s alright. If she doesn’t want to see you, then don’t show your face to her again. As if you would die not seeing her face. Winter, there are things that don’t deserve your tears and attention. If they don’t want you in their life, then it’s not your loss, it’s theirs.”

We stayed hugging each other inside his car, then when I was finally okay, Ian already decided to drive me home.

“Look at your eyes. You look like a puppy who just cried.” Ian said while cupping both of my cheeks.

I pouted. “Thank you for accompanying me, Ian. If you weren’t there, I don’t really know what I would do.”

“You know I’m just one call away. I will always stay beside you because I know you’re a crybaby,” he said as he continue pinching both of my cheeks.

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“Winter.”

Both of us got surprised when we heard Matthew’s voice. I gently moved away from him and turned around, only for me to see Matthew glaring at the two of us. He stared at me for a while. I thought he wouldn’t notice my puffy eyes, but he did.

“What did you do to her?!”

Suddenly, Matthew walked towards me and pushed Ian away from me.

“Matthew!”

He held my hand and hid me behind him and glared at Ian again.

“What the hell is your problem?!” Ian hissed.

“Why did Winter cry?! Are you the one who did it to her?!”

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“Matthew, Ian didn’t do anything to me. Don’t hurt him, please. It’s a long story, but he’s the one who drove me here and he will never do anything bad to me, so you don’t have to worry about anything. He’s my best friend.”

That made Matthew quiet.

Ian sarcastically laughed while looking at him. “You’re only basing on what you’re seeing without even knowing the full story. Oh well, how would you even know about the full story when you don’t even give enough attention to your wife?”

“Ian, enough of that. I know you’re already tired, so you can go home now. Thank you for everything.” I said while smiling at him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Winter. Just call me if you need anything, or if you want someone to talk to. After all, I am much better than someone here.” he said, obviously insulting Matthew again. I just shook my head, then Ian stepped inside his car and drove off after waving goodbye to me.

As soon as Matthew and I stepped inside the mansion, Elisse came rushing towards us.

“Brother! Miss Winter!”

“Elisse!” I hugged her tightly and lifted her up in my arms.

“Elisse, you should go change into your pajamas and sleep early. Also, Winter needs to rest now.”

Elisse just nodded and smiled at me. “Yes, brother.”

Before Matthew started walking upstairs, he glanced at me and spoke. “Winter, when you’re done with what you have to do, let’s talk.”

“H-Huh? Okay…”

***

I just sat on the couch while Matthew look as if he was still doing his paperwork. He asked me to go to the library room after I changed my clothes. He said he wanted to talk to me, I don’t even know what he wants to say to me.

“M-Matthew, is there something you want to tell me?” I asked him when I finally mustered to have the courage. He looked so serious that I think he was ready to punch anyone who tries to disturb him.

He heaved a sigh before putting his pen down. He seems to be troubled about something, but then he raised his head and looked directly at me. “Why did you cry? Was it because of me?”

What he said didn’t sink in immediately. I had to blink a few times before I shook my head. “It’s not because of you, Matthew. You didn’t do anything wrong with me.”

“Then, who did it?”

I averted my gaze. “I-It’s a long story…”

“Can you tell me?”

I stared at him. “Huh?”

“I-I mean if you want to. You can tell me anything that’s bothering you. I mean, I’m still your h-husband…”

I heaved a deep sigh. “The best friend I had before, she got into an accident because of me. It’s years already. I thought we could be friends again, but then it turned out that she still hates me. She even told me she doesn’t want to see my face ever again.”

Matthew was just listening to me attentively as if he didn’t want to miss a single word that I would say.

As I continue talking, I didn’t notice that tears were already streaming down my face. I still remember the hatred in Phoebe’s eyes as she said those things to me.

“She will never forgive me anymore…”

I was crying loudly like a kid when suddenly, I just felt Matthew’s fingers wiping the tears from my eyes. As I looked at him, I saw how worried he was.

My heart started beating so fast when he looked back at me. He was looking straight into my eyes as he started moving his face closer to mine.