The Billionaire’s Twins Play Matchmaker – Chapter 1

Slap!

Macey stumbled back touching her face as she stared wide-eyed at the man who had been her husband for the past two years: Julius DaLair. His sandy blonde hair crowned him like a halo but there was nothing angelic about his expression. He stood in front of her with his face blazing with anger. His gray eyes were a storm of emotions.

In the two years since their marriage he had grown cold and dismissive but never raised a hand to her before. His breath smelled heavily of alcohol and she could only guess how many drinks he imbibed since they arrived at his father’s public birthday celebration.

’t you?” Julius demanded. “You’re just a gold digging whore!

”

“Shut up! I don’t wan

ut I’m not.”

o James? My money not good enough for you?”

e! I told him…”

d I don’t want

didn’t believe a word she said especially not when he had been drinking. Two years? No. Actually, it was longer than that after all th

r from the crowd.

trying to compose herself. Their marriage had been one of convenience more or less. Her father was a veteran and served in Vietnam. There he met and saved the life of Augustus DaLair. After

ined an important part of her father’s life. He tried to make it his livelihood. Though his paintings were praised for their innovative compositions and unique use of color the fact they always depicted war scenes and soldiers meant there was only a limited demand for them and her father never made much money. In contrast Augustus DaLair star

her’s paintings thus ensuring they had an income. They were never rich but they had what they needed. Though her father wouldn’t take charity he was glad to accept invitations to family gatherings and occasionally family vacations. Macey grew up alongside the DaLair brothers: March and Julius. They were like the cousins she never had. March treated her like

married.

to agree. Macey tried not to seem overeager but inwardly she was thrilled.

ago. Rumors started to circulate. Her family had been poor and well below the DaLair family’s means. People called her a gold-digger, a shameless tramp and a hundred other names. She tried not to let it bother her but it never occurred to her Julius would belie

raid. Her naturally curly locks were hard to completely tame and she didn’t have much skill in working with it. That had always been her mother’s doing. Wiping away her tears she finally summoned the c

is to her?

y?”

her-in-law looking at her with concern. Shaking her head she whirled around and rushed off as if chased

control flowed freely. Stumbling through the silent suite she eventually made it to the study. She collapsed in the chair bringing her knees to her chest and sobbed into her gown. Eventually she exhausted her tears and slowly reached for her purse. Silently she removed a folded paper and smoothed it out. On it were the tests from her hospital visit confirming her pregnancy.

A Surprise for You, before opening it to reveal a copy of the ultrasound picture. A small arrow pointed out the baby’s position. It

to the hospital for confirmation. She planned to present the card and ultrasound to Julius during dinner but…

ring work home with him. Her brow furrowed as she leaned forward and read the top page. It was a divorc

was out of tears.

abbed a small paper pad writing a short note before setting down the pen. With a sigh she removed her wedding and engagement rings setting them on the stack of papers.

trasound picture to her chest, tossed the card and left the study.

ns and a hoodie. Casting aside her black gown she changed immediately feeling better. Tying on her sneakers she stood leaving everything else.

he claimed her wallet but hesitated. Every credit card belonged to Julius. It was all his money. He’d probably cancel them all tomorrow once he learned she was gone. I

nter as well. With a sigh she marched to the elevator and took it to the ground floor. If the doorman thought her sudden departure or new attire strange he said nothing as she exited the building.

y hers. Her hand involuntarily drifted to her stomach: our life. She had responsibilities now to the growing life within.

tarting over with nothing was frightening, but her parent

.

anted to call anyway. A few more blocks brought her to a bus stop.

finding an empty seat. Silently she watched the city through the window as the bus disappeared into the night.