My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire！

765  Chapter 764

Darien was stunned.

He looked at Ellie in disbelief, unable to process the fact that she wasn't going to help him. His voice rose, "Ellie, what game are you playing?"

Ellie's cold gaze never wavered. She said nothing. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Beside them, Mollie looked confused, glancing between Ellie and Darien. She asked cautiously, "Darien, what's going on?"

Before he could answer, Ellie laughed. "What's going on? Still don't get it? Your 'rich boy' here is nothing but a fraud! He saved my life once, so I gave him money, but you really thought he was some kind of heir? Let me tell you…"

She stepped closer to Mollie. "He's unemployed, has no income, and his parents? They're farmers who used every penny they had to put him through college."

Mollie was dumbfounded. "No way… that can't be true!"

Seeing her disbelief, Ellie scoffed.

Darien couldn't hold it in any longer. "Ellie, that's enough! If you keep this up, I'll never forgive you!"

Ellie's voice was icy. "Forgive me for what? What have I done wrong? I'm just done giving you money, Darien."

"How could you do this to me?!"

Ellie stared him down. "When you bribed my maid and tampered with my car, did you stop to think why I'd turn my back on you?"

Darien was shocked. "You knew? No, it wasn't me, it was Mollie—"

Ellie found his reaction laughable.

If Keira hadn't uncovered the truth, she might have fallen for this same excuse again.

How could she have been so blind, trusting this man so much, believing every lie etched into his face?

She used to think he was someone special, but now it all seemed ridiculous.

Ellie smirked at him. "Stop lying, Darien. Just pay the bill."

At her words, the manager immediately tightened his grip on Darien's wrist. "Mr. Britt, if you don't pay up, you'll be in serious trouble."

The manager twisted Darien's wrist, causing him to yelp in pain.

"Okay, okay! I'll pay! I'll pay!"

The manager let go. "Then show me the money."

Darien swallowed hard and pulled out his card. The manager swiped it through the machine. "There's only twenty grand here, and it's been maxed out. You still owe us over three hundred thousand."

Ellie looked at his card, a cold smile playing on her lips.

It was pathetic, really. She had even put money into his account to keep him afloat.

Now, the irony was clear as day.

Darien's eyes pleaded with Ellie. "Ellie, please. I'm sorry, I really am—"

Ellie's expression didn't change.

From a distance, Erin paused from munching on pistachios, suddenly looking concerned. She whispered to Keira, "You think she's gonna fall for that 'I'm sorry' crap again?"

Keira wasn't sure how well she knew Ellie to answer, so she stayed silent.

After all, Darien's deceit and selfishness were written all over his face. If Ellie had been truly sharp, how could she have fallen for him for three and a half years? Especially under the delusion that she'd been the "other woman" all that time.

How blinded by love was this girl?

Keira shifted her gaze towards Ryan to see if he had an opinion, but instead, she found herself looking at Lewis, who had stepped into her line of sight.

Keira cleared her throat awkwardly.

Just as she was about to turn away, Ryan stepped forward, entering her view again. He gently toyed with the beads on his wrist, his voice calm as ever. "She won't."

 "Pay up."

Ellie's voice cut through the air, as cold as ice.

Darien looked frantic. "I—I don't have any more money!"

Ellie's tone was flat. "You can always sell some of your luxury goods to cover the bill."

Darien instinctively grabbed his wrist, where a designer watch clung—a gift from Ellie worth over a hundred grand.

It was his last remaining asset, the one thing that allowed him to keep up appearances.

Ellie's family was influential, and she had always been discreet about her wealth. Even she didn't flaunt expensive brands. The watch had been something she'd saved up to give him, but looking back, it felt like such a waste.

Despite being with him for three and a half years, Ellie hadn't spent all that much on Darien.

At most, it added up to about half a million, some of which had already been blown on frivolous expenses.

And the rest…

Ellie's eyes settled on the watch.

The manager stepped forward.

Reluctantly, Darien removed the watch from his wrist and handed it over, his face full of anguish.

The manager appraised it. "A hundred grand, which still leaves you over two hundred short. Mr. Britt, you wouldn't want to lose a leg over this, would you?"

Darien stammered, "But, but I'm broke! I don't have any more!"

Ellie snorted. "Of course, you're broke, Darien. You spent all your money on Mollie, didn't you?"

Darien's gaze immediately darted to Mollie.