A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire
Chapter 48 She Fell in Love with Someone She Shouldn't Have

Only fractions of an inch away from his lips, Raelyn suddenly stopped.

Since Tanner had already recognized her, he would definitely be disgusted with her if she were to leave a mark on his lips.

She couldn't be rash about it.

Tanner's vision was actually foggy then, seeing multiples. Despite recognizing her as Raelyn, it was only for a split second. Then he thought he was seeing Eliza.

Raelyn thought she couldn't do anything to him, but she could do something to Eliza.

Maintaining the position, she fished her phone out of her handbag, adjusted the angle, and took a shot. The room was dimly lit, so the photo taken looked blurry, looking intimate.

Her fingers were still on his lips. With a little bit of force, they sank.

No rush, he would be her's eventually, and this, would be her's as well.

Raelyn kissed, from inches away.

She wouldn't be sending this set to Eliza. It was her most powerful weapon so far. It would definitely land a hard blow on her.

Sending her texts too frequently would have her thinking her beloved sister had other intentions.

She was supposed to be Eliza's gentle sister.

Back in the mansion, not long after Tanner left, Ms. Bell came to tell Eliza dinner was ready.

Strength had returned to her legs, but her waist was still sore, so the way she walked was a little weird. Ms. Bell stayed by her side, supporting her.

Mrs. Deleon may not know about it, but as an outsider, she was all too clear.

Tanner's work kept him in his office, so he would only return past midnight whenever he stayed over.

However, ever since Eliza moved in, not only would he return regularly, he'd rush back for dinner every day, though he'd bring his work home with him.

If anyone said he didn't care about Mrs. Deleon, not even the servants who barely had any contact with their masters would believe, let alone her.

So even if Mr. Deleon hadn't instructed, they'd do their best to serve Eliza, not daring to slack even a little.

She was anxious, seeing how her masters were falling out, but she couldn't big mouth, only wishing that Mrs. Deleon could see how attentive Mr. Deleon was to her and not let him down. After Tanner left, Eliza cried.

She knew tears were useless ever since she was a child; however, she couldn't help herself. Her sister's message was a reminder to her; she had fallen in love with someone she shouldn't have. Her heart was dripping bloodily, in throbbing pain. But even so, she told herself to be strong.

She only cried for a little while before she gradually calmed down. By the time Ms. Bell came, her expression had returned to normal.

She slowly made her way to the dining table. Knowing Tanner was gone, she didn't have to keep a watchful eye. After a day of not eating, she was finally feeling a little hungry.

Probably knowing Mrs. Deleon was in a bad mood, they made her something light. They indeed looked appetizing.

Looking over at Aunt Bell with gratitude, she noticed she looked to have something on her mind.

"You okay, Aunt Bell? Is everything alright?"

Seeing Mrs. Deleon's genuine concern, she relaxed a little.

How innocently adorable was their Mrs. Deleon.

She was just a servant; what troubles could she have other than being worried for them? But it seemed that she had overthought. Mrs. Deleon was pure and kind; she'd naturally have her blessings. "It's nothing, Mrs. Deleon, please, have your meal." She took her to her seat.

Despite being doubtful, Eliza didn't press on.

She was in a brighter mood after finishing her meal. Though the flowers in the yard were beginning to wither, she could still smell the fragrance in the cool autumn wind.

And a smile returned to her face as she took a deep breath.

That night, Eliza retired early.

Tanner didn't return, nor did she care, better that he didn't. She couldn't face him right then, for it would only stir her guilt toward Raelyn whenever she looked at his face. Eliza knew she was an ostrich sometimes, understanding nothing would be solved with how she decided to deal with it.

She was too exhausted, burnt-out. However, she couldn't fall asleep, filled with bothering thoughts.

So she forced herself to sleep, keeping her eyes shut, lying motionlessly.

But it didn't seem to be working, only making her thoughts clearer.

In the end, she resigned to watching the stars through the window.

Just like that, the night passed.

Seeing the sky gradually turning bright, Eliza got a little depressed. She had spent the night awake.

Tanner returned at dawn.

The hangover left him with a headache, but the level of pain was nothing to him. With a conscious mind, he drove steadily back to the mansion.

The moment he entered the bedroom, Eliza could smell the perfume on him.

It was Raelyn's favorite scent...

Raelyn sprayed some on his shirt, where the jacket covered before she left. As Tanner didn't notice all that, he didn't realize Eliza was only pretending to be asleep. Tanner grabbed a new set of clothes and made his way to the shower.

He spent the night with Raelyn, hadn't he...

Her face blanched further. But why should she be jealous? Wasn't it supposed to be that way? They were a couple; she was the one who wedged herself in between them. As Tanner showered, he recalled all that had happened after he was drunk.

He seemed to have seen Eliza, but it was probably only his imagination. She was at home; no way she'd go to those places.

He quirked his lips, laughing at himself.

Who would've thought there would be a day a woman would have him feeling defeated.

Determination surged within his fathomless eyes as he opened them.

That was it. Since she had teased him since they were little, she could forget about ever leaving him!

The sound of running water seemed to have stopped; Eliza quickly adjusted her breathing and pretended to be in deep slumber.

Tanner came out of the bathroom in no time.

She could feel both sides of her pillow sinking, and also his breathing, which reeked of alcohol.

Had he bent the elbow?

He had gone to Raelyn after he left angrily last night, right? Then why would he hit the bottle?

Something seemed off, but she couldn't justify it.

A more pressing matter was at hand.

Tanner's hands were on the left and right of her head; his breath was even brushing against her face. What was he trying...

A while later, the pressure was lifted off her pillow. He had left, very much like the night before.

Eliza slowly opened her eyes. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't upset, but she should be feeling relieved. This was how things were supposed to be.

Tears nearly fell again, but she was tired of crying now. Teary-eyed, yet none were shed.

Nicholas had given her three days off. It was only day two; she still had time to adjust herself. It was definitely a no-no for her to go to work like this...

Ms. Bell had brought out the hangover cure when Tanner went down. Though it wouldn't be of much help when he was only drinking it now, it was still better than nothing. Fran sent a text to remind him of the summary meeting they were having that day.

With how decadent he looked, reeking of alcohol, he was the complete opposite of the usually disciplined Tanner.

Feeling the stubble on his chin, he thought he should shave.

With that, he went back up.

Eliza had already sat up then, surprised to see he had returned.

They met each other's eyes for a split second before both looked away.

Eliza looked out the window, slightly blushed; something had struck her heart. She couldn't believe she'd think he still looked handsome despite his sloppy look and stubbly chin.

Her heart seemed to be beating to his steady footsteps.

She must be going mad!

Just then, Raelyn's messages popped up in her mind.

The inchoate hope fell into the abyss in an instant.

What should she do? She couldn't stop herself from falling in love with him...

Though Tanner walked into the bathroom with a blank face, his gaze drifted a little.

Eliza's gaze at him when he came in was no longer defensive.

If he wasn't mistaken, the glimmer that flashed across her eyes was... admiration.

He smiled but felt somewhat down.

It must be his imagination. Eliza Stone, she didn't have a heart.

She had shut him out ever since they were little. Though he had tricked her into marrying him, she still dared to flirt with other men when she had become his wife, not giving a d*mn about him.

His gaze gradually turned cold. She could do whatever she wanted with how he spoiled her. He couldn't bear to lay a finger on her, but the men she flirted with, they were a completely different story. Both were down in the dumps when they saw each other again, pulling long faces, not speaking. That probably was where they synced the best.

Tanner was needed in the company, so he left.

Eliza constantly felt something was missing from the massive house, leaving her further away.

She knew she'd have such thoughts because of Tanner. He had invaded her heart, claiming every inch of it, searing his mark on her body before she knew it.

But what next? He'd probably kick her away after his curiosity was satisfied.

Eliza closed her eyes. After spending so many happy and heart-aching moments with Tanner, she should be content. She could... accept the ending, right?

She could only ever accept what was given to her in this relationship. He was the one to make the calls; that was why she never asked to break up.

It would all be nothing unless he said yes.

He was that autocratic, but at the same time, deadly attractive to her.

How could someone like him exist? Someone so perfect, so unforgettable, so vile, so ruthless.

It seemed that she was okay to wait silently for the day they break up now. The feral child of the Stone family, the nominal second young lady, had nothing on the demure and elegant Stone family's first young

lady, Raelyn.

She smiled self-deprecatingly.

Only she knew how painful her heart felt anyway; no need to sensationalize it or humiliate herself.

Taking one last look at Raelyn's text, she deleted it.

Since they have served their purpose of reminding her, they could be erased now.

Only Tanner was good enough for her sweet, gentle sister. They had to live happily.

Forcing a smile, she felt as though the world had abandoned her when she had only lost him. Her heart twitched, aching again.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐