Come Back With My Baby, My Luna. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Bella's POV"Peron, how's business going now?" I asked, watching him come in with a loose tie and stressed face. "Bella, it's a mess," Peron sighed, running his fingers through his disheveled hair. "I don't even know where to begin. The clients are pulling out, and the deals are falling apart. It's like everything is going downhill, and I can't seem to catch a break."I placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, trying to convey reassurance. "Peron, we'll figure this out together. You're not alone in this."He managed a weak smile, appreciating the support. "I hope so, Bella. I really do."Later that evening, I prepared a comforting dinner for Peron, hoping to alleviate some of the stress he carried. As he finished his meal, exhaustion weighed heavily on his shoulders. Guiding him to bed, I whispered soothing words, promising that things would improve.The following morning, with Peron off to work, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I hailed a cab and headed towards the temporar

Peron's POV"ARGGHHHH," I yelled pushing everything on my table to the floor. "What is going on? Why is everything going downhill? Who is doing this?" I groaned almost tearing my clothes like a mad man. I stormed out of my office, my mind a turbulent storm of frustration and confusion. The news about other businesses vanishing hit me like a sledgehammer, shattering the illusion of stability I had worked so hard to build. The once bustling street now seemed desolate, mirroring the chaos in my mind.Without a clear thought, I found myself in the driver's seat of my car, the engine roaring to life as I sped away from the crumbling remnants of my business. The familiar hum of the engine served as a stark contrast to the clamor of thoughts raging in my head. I needed solace, an escape from the maddening reality.The neon lights of a nearby bar beckoned me like a lighthouse guiding a lost ship. I parked haphazardly, stumbling out of the car and into the dimly lit establishment. The air was

Peron's POVAs I slowly opened my eyes, the piercing light from the morning sun felt like a thousand needles stabbing into my brain. A groan escaped my lips as I realized the throbbing headache that accompanied my awakening. The room swirled around me, and I tried to piece together the events of the previous night. Mass drinking, I thought and regret washed over me.I fumbled for my phone on the bedside table, hoping to find some sort of relief or explanation for the company's current state. As the device illuminated, I squinted at the screen, expecting to see messages from my men or some crucial information. Yet, to my dismay, the screen displayed nothing but the usual notifications and mundane updates."No useful messages," I muttered, my disappointment evident in my voice. My team was supposed to keep me informed, especially after a night like that. I shook my head, attempting to shake off the remnants of the headache, and decided to face the day ahead.Dragging myself out of bed,

Bella's POV As I stepped through the front door, cradling my newborn son Cayden in my arms, I was greeted by an unexpected sight – a woman bustling about the living room, dusting shelves and arranging flowers. Confusion etched across my face as I realized we didn't have a maid before. "Hello, ma'am. I'm Emily, your new maid," she said with a warm smile, briefly pausing from her duties. Perplexed, I fumbled for my phone and dialed Peron. "Peron, there's a new maid here, and I didn't know we were hiring," I questioned, my voice filled with curiosity. Peron's voice crackled through the phone, "Oh, Bella, that's Emily. She used to work there until she fell ill. She's recovered now and wants to resume her duties." A wave of understanding washed over me. "Oh, I see. Well, welcome back, Emily," I said, trying to mask my surprise. As I ended the call, I couldn't help but wonder about the circumstances that led Emily back to our doorstep, especially in this troubled time. "Thank you, ma'am

Elizabeth's POV "What a lovely day to be free," I chuckled while sipping the wine from my glass cup. I rushed to answer the call, my heart pounding as I heard the urgency in my man's voice. "Elizabeth, it's bad. Peron had an accident. They're taking him to the hospital." Dread gripped me, and I managed to stammer out, "What happened?" "He drank the glass you asked Bella to have. It wasn't meant for him, but he took it, and now... it's not good, Elizabeth." Guilt surged within me. I had given that bitch to give Bella a specific glass to drink, what went wrong? How could I have foreseen that Peron would unknowingly take it? "Tell me where they're taking him. I need to be there," I demanded, my voice steady despite the turmoil within. "The general hospital." I hung up, my mind racing as I rushed to the hospital. Each step felt heavier than the last, the echo of my own footsteps matching the racing beat of my heart. Arriving at the emergency room, I approached the reception desk.