บททั้งหมดของ His Suffered Wife [ENGLISH]: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

"Mommy," Dahlia said when she saw Travis' Mom behind her. "What are you doing here? And why are you carrying luggage? Did you and my son fight?" Mrs. Monte Cristo asked one after another. "No, Mommy, Travis is in New York. Don't you know?" "No, my husband didn't say anything." Her forehead was wrinkled. "Ah, maybe my husband and son didn't tell me at all. You know I don't interfere in their business." She laughed awkwardly."Yeah," Dahlia answered. "Come on; why didn't you call me? I could have prepared a snack and your room. You can use Travis's room since you are his wife." Dahlia tried to decline the offer when she pulled her inside and entered Travis' room. "Come on in. Sorry, the room is a bit messy; Travis doesn't want us to clean it. I'll go ahead first and prepare a snack," she said and left. Dahlia looked around Travis' room. Books were scattered on his desk. There was also a shirt on the chair, so she took it and put it in the basket. She sat on his bed and suddenly

Dahlia woke up from a loud knock coming from the room outside. She rubbed her eyes and saw that her laptop had been turned off. She quickly opened the door to find out who the person outside was. "Good evening, Ms. Dahlia. Mrs. Monte Cristo wants you to come to the dining area." Dahlia was surprised to hear the maid's greeting. It's already late in the morning. She went down immediately and went to the dining area. "Dahia, my daughter! Please come and join us!" said Mommy Carmela when she saw her. She sat in the chair next to her mother, Lilet. All of the maids were there and eating. Mr. and Mrs. Monte Cristo were kind and had a massive heart for maids. They considered the maids as their family as well. They used to eat together every night because people in the mansion were busy during breakfast and lunch. She moved her eyes and identified who the people were with them. There were some familiar faces and some she's not. She looked at Sister Loling and Katring, who were busy spoo

Travis POV When he heard that his wife was still not pregnant, he suddenly lost the desire to talk to her as well as doing his job. He's currently in his office, has a lot of work to do but he's not in the mood to do it. He was very disappointed, he was hoping that after their outing his wife will bear a child. He doesn''t know how long they have to wait. How many more years until Dahlia and him bear a child? What other way? They have done everything. "Sir, Mr. Cruz is here looking for you." Travis looked at his secretary. He nodded to indicate that the visitor must enter. His secretary left and later Mr. Cruz was inside in his office. "Good afternoon Mr. Monte Cristo," the man greeted. "Good afternoon. Please have a seat, Mr. Cruz." he pointed his hand in front of his office table. Mr. Cruz sat down immediately. "I'm just here to congratulate you, my fellow investors liked your proposal last time," he then said. "Thank you, Mr. Cruz," he answered. "They are requesting t

I know that telling the truth to Dahlia is very important especially since we are far from each other. I'm sure she'll just overthink it and get jealous, I'm not even around her to explain everything to her. I don't want to ruin our relationship again, especially since we just fixed everything... I also have to be careful about what I'll say to her. Yes, I'm a little disappointed because we haven't had child. But it doesn't mean that I will repeat my mistakes before. I was so stubborn and cold to her. Maybe I'll just say this when I'm in the Philippines, after all, Emery and I just ate as a friend. Maybe Emery and I won't see each other anymore because she's done with her work to my company. As I've said, last night she can go out here in New York if she wants to. I am currently typing my paper works. There's a lot piled up, especially now that the photoshoot is over. Reports and presentations are the only thing missing. Tomorrow I will be presenting our project to the investors. Aft

When Travis finished fixing Emery's sink, he bid goodbye to her. "I am done fixing your sink, I want to go home now," he said while fixing himself. "No! I mean, stay here please. I should give you a snack." Emery quickly took the dish that Travis thought was carbonara. Wow did she cook again? Emery really knew how to cook already, he was amazed. Emery really changed. Emery handed it to Travis and he took it from her. Travis tasted it and suddenly his eyes widened. "Is it delicious?" she asked. Travis nodded but his wife's cooking was still much better though. Travis just continued eating and ignored her. "Hm. Aren't you and your investors going to celebrate later?" That question made him frown. How did she know it? Emery saw his forehead creased and laughed softly. "Mr. Cruz told me and he invited me there," she continued. "Ah, is that so," he answered boringly. "I am your friend, Travis. Whatever I feel for you, I'm holding it back. I also promised Dahlia that I won't