Chapter 169 I Think I’m Falling For Ryan
“From these photos…” I pressed my lips together, trying to keep my voice steady. “You and Summer look really close.”
I paused, eyes dropping to the floor, “Are you sure you passed out drunk? That you don’t remember anything?”
The moment the words left my mouth, I saw his body tense up for a split second.
It was the first time I’d ever seen Ryan look so lost in front of me.
He seemed like a cornered animal, panicked and desperate to explain. “Gabby, I honestly have no idea how those pictures were taken. But I swear, I didn’t touch Summer. Not even once. I’d never–how could I betray you?”
His voice cracked slightly, and something inside me wavered–but once a crack forms in your heart, it’s never that easy to seal it back up.
I let out a soft, tired laugh. “I want to believe you, Ryan… I really do. But I can’t shake the feeling that you’re still hiding something.”
My voice dropped. “We’re married. From now on… can we just be honest with each other?”
He looked almost stunned, like he hadn’t expected me to say that.
And I didn’t expect to say it either. But maybe it was the weight of everything–the photos, the lies, the sleepless nights–finally catching up to me. I met his eyes. “Tell me the truth… about Vincent.”
His face froze the moment I said that, just as I feared it would.
Before he could say anything, I continued, “Even if Summer’s lying–even if she’s trying to stir things up between us… that doesn’t make everything you said true, does it?”
My voice started to tremble. “I don’t know what to believe anymore. Summer says Vincent is my husband. You say it’s you. How am I supposed to know who’s telling the truth?”
I buried my face in my hands, feeling like the life had been drained right out of me.
“I’m not trying to pressure you,” I whispered. “I just… I want to trust you. But right now, I’m so confused.”
Those photos flashed through my mind again, sharp and unforgiving. No matter how hard I tried to push them away, they lingered like ghosts.
I couldn’t think clearly anymore.
Lately, Ryan had been different–so gentle, so intense, so protective. And I’d started to let myself feel something for him.
Maybe I was even falling for him.
But what if the man I’m falling for… is lying to me? What if everything–the softness, the warmth–was just part of a beautiful lie?
The thought sent a chill down my spine, and I suddenly felt like my legs couldn’t hold me up.
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“Gabby.” Ryan finally spoke. He didn’t defend himself. Didn’t offer excuses. Instead, he reached out gently and took my hand.
His voice was quiet. “Can we stop going in circles about Vincent?”
“The past… I’m done with it. What I care about now is you. Us. Moving forward.”
His eyes locked on mine, steady and open. “You’re my wife. That’s all that matters to me. Let’s focus on what we can build together, okay?”
“Just remember one thing: my love for you–it’s real. It always has been.”
His voice was so sincere, it scared me because part of me wanted so badly to believe him.
And for a moment, I felt myself want to believe him.
But doubt still clung to me like fog I couldn’t shake.
It felt like I was trapped in a fog I couldn’t escape–no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t find my way
out.
I slowly pulled my hand from his, the words barely leaving my lips. “Just… give me some time. I need to be alone for a while.”
