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Chapter 98

Penulis: Maya Adams
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-09 06:25:03

Emilia

I took it slow, one careful step at a time, clutching the polished wooden railing like it was the only thing steady in this whole room. My dress rustled softly with each movement, and though I held my head high, my stomach was twisted into a tight, uncomfortable knot.

Emelda spotted me first. Her eyes met mine for a second, sharp, unreadable. She didn’t say a word. Her perfectly manicured fingers clutched the stem of her wine glass as if I wasn’t even worth acknowledging. That suited me just fine.

Before I could decide if I should walk around them or head straight to the dining area, I heard someone clear their throat softly.

Raymond.

He stepped forward with that warm, easy smile of his and extended his hand toward me like a gentleman from some classic movie. “Emilia,” he said, his tone smooth and kind, “let me help you down the last few steps.”

I didn’t hesitate. I placed my hand in his, grateful for the familiar touch, even if just for a second.

“Thanks, Raymond,” I murmured.
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  • One Night Stand With Mr.. President   Chapter 100

    Emilia“What?” The word slipped out before I could even think about it.I didn’t mean to say it so loud, but it came out clear as day. Sharp. Like glass hitting tile.My eyes bounced from Emelda’s carefully composed face to Serena’s relaxed expression like I was trying to piece together a puzzle that didn’t fit. The dining room suddenly felt warmer. My pulse throbbed somewhere in my ears.What the hell was going on?First, Richard had been gone the entire day without a single call or message. Nothing. I hadn’t even known he was hosting dinner until I found everyone already here.And now this?Not only had he sprung guests on me, fine, I could deal with that, even if it was inconsiderate, but I was just now finding out that Serena wasn’t just visiting.She was… staying?The silence that followed my outburst clung to the air like thick fog. Forks paused halfway to mouths. Glasses hung in the air, untouched. Even the faint music from the hallway seemed to vanish.Mia looked at me, wide-e

  • One Night Stand With Mr.. President   Chapter 99

    EmiliaThe table had gone oddly quiet again. Not in a tense way, just the kind of silence that falls over a group when everyone’s too focused on their food and wine to keep up small talk. Forks clicked against plates, and glassware clinked softly every now and then.Mia broke the silence. Her voice was light and warm, casual in tone, but her words still caught the attention of everyone around.“So… Emilia,” she said, turning her head toward me, “how far along are you now?”All eyes shifted. My fork paused mid-air.“Three months,” I replied, offering her a small smile. “Just getting into the second trimester.”Mia’s face lit up. “You’re glowing, honestly. I swear, pregnant women always have that light around them. It’s real.”I chuckled. “Maybe. Or maybe it’s just the lighting in this overly fancy dining room.”A few laughs circled the table. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught Richard leaning slightly toward Serena, cupping his hand to whisper something in her ear. Whateve

  • One Night Stand With Mr.. President   Chapter 98

    EmiliaI took it slow, one careful step at a time, clutching the polished wooden railing like it was the only thing steady in this whole room. My dress rustled softly with each movement, and though I held my head high, my stomach was twisted into a tight, uncomfortable knot.Emelda spotted me first. Her eyes met mine for a second, sharp, unreadable. She didn’t say a word. Her perfectly manicured fingers clutched the stem of her wine glass as if I wasn’t even worth acknowledging. That suited me just fine.Before I could decide if I should walk around them or head straight to the dining area, I heard someone clear their throat softly.Raymond.He stepped forward with that warm, easy smile of his and extended his hand toward me like a gentleman from some classic movie. “Emilia,” he said, his tone smooth and kind, “let me help you down the last few steps.”I didn’t hesitate. I placed my hand in his, grateful for the familiar touch, even if just for a second.“Thanks, Raymond,” I murmured.

  • One Night Stand With Mr.. President   Chapter 97

    EmiliaI turned slowly from the door to look at Richard. He wasn’t even trying to pretend. His eyes darted away the moment our gazes met.“You’re kidding me,” I said quietly, but my voice shook with disbelief.Richard shifted his weight to the other foot and shoved his hands into his pockets. “What?”I stared at him like he’d lost his mind. “You didn’t think to mention that your mother was coming over?”His jaw tensed. “I didn’t think it would be a big deal.”“A big deal?” I repeated, my voice rising. “Richard, you know exactly how I feel about your mother, and how she feels about me.”He raised a brow like I was being dramatic. “She’s still my mum, Emilia.”“And I’m your wife, Richard. For crying out loud!” I took a step closer, not caring that I was raising my voice now. “I live here. This is my home too. You don't get to bring people in, her of all people, without telling me first!”He exhaled sharply, eyes narrowing. “You’re overreacting.”“I’m, what?” I laughed bitterly. “No, you

  • One Night Stand With Mr.. President   Chapter 96

    EmiliaRichard didn’t answer me.Not right away, at least.Instead, he just looked at me, his jaw tight, his eyes unreadable. That silence between us stretched until it felt suffocating. Then he did the one thing I wasn’t expecting.“Come with me,” he said, voice low. “Let’s talk… in private.”I looked at him for a moment. Part of me wanted to say no, to throw my bag at his feet and storm out, but the bigger part, the one that still gave a damn, nodded stiffly. “Fine.”He turned around without waiting, and I followed him up the stairs. Every step echoed with tension. I kept my arms folded, jaw locked, heart pounding for reasons I didn’t even want to admit. When we reached the bedroom, he walked in first, stopping by the window. I closed the door behind me and stood still.“Alright,” I said sharply. “We’re alone. Talk.”He let out a deep sigh, dragging a hand down his face. “Look, I’m sorry. For not showing up at the office today. For ignoring your calls.”I scoffed, stepping further i

  • One Night Stand With Mr.. President   Chapter 95

    EmiliaThere are moments in life when time doesn’t just slow down, it freezes. This was one of them.I stood there, just inside the front door, the handle still gripped in my hand, staring at my husband and the woman beside him. He hadn’t even looked up. Neither had she. They were so wrapped up in each other’s conversation, in whatever moment they were sharing, that my existence might as well have been a gust of wind passing through the hallway.Now, most women, normal women, would flip a table, throw a vase, raise hell. But I wasn’t raised to be basic. I wasn’t just a wife. I was Emilia.And if there’s one thing I knew how to do, better than anyone else, it was keep my head high and my crown on straight.So, I let the door close softly behind me. I gave myself a second to inhale, then pasted on the most dazzling, painfully perfect smile I could summon. The kind of smile that looked beautiful in photos but held venom underneath.My heels clicked loudly against the hardwood floor as I

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