Chapter 565

Over the past year, it had been Gideon who stayed by Giselle's side, tending to her every need when she was at her weakest. He helped her walk, carried her up and down the stairs, even bathed and washed her hair for her. They had even crossed that final line between man and woman. The thought of it made Donovan's heart twist painfully in his chest. His hands and feet turned cold. Giselle had been gravely injured and unconscious, only to be taken away by his own nephew. For an entire year, she had lived with him as though they were husband and wife. Meanwhile, Donovan, her lawful husband, had been kept entirely in the dark, left thousands of miles away, with no part in her life at all. By all reason, he should have exploded in rage. He should have hunted Gideon down, torn him apart, and maybe even beaten Ethan half to death just to vent this suffocating humiliation and hatred. But after being tormented over and over by a mix of hope and heartbreak, Donovan was utterly drained. He no