Todos os capítulos de The Billionaire's Substitute Bride: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Kyla Eva.My body slammed on top of the bed.How can I be so clumsy? How do I deal with this? What am I gonna do?I shut my eyes, trying to clear my mind. I rubbed my stomach, and my heartbeat palpitated fast. I don't want to assume, but if my calculations are right, then I am pregnant.I need to see a doctor.I composed myself and stepped out of the bedroom. I needed to help Karing, and I would figure out a solution later on my own."Darling? Mama told me that you seem unwell?" Enzo asked the moment he entered. He held my hand and checked my forehead with it.I blinked simultaneously. My heartbeat deafens my senses, and I feel scared."Enzo, I need to see a doctor," I started. It came out of my mouth straight away without thinking.He slightly chuckled. "Uh, it's in front of you," he wickedly smiled."Huh?" my mouth parted as I innocently looked at me until it hit me.Yeah, right. I almost forgot. Enzo is a doctor. Ugh, I'm insane!"Why? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" His ey

Enzo Denver.I'm more excited than ever and cannot wait to organize everything back home. I informed my mother about Kyla and me and that we will be expecting a new family member in the future, and she appeared pleased about it. However, she had a few questions about my wife, and I couldn't tell her the whole story. I just have to make an excuse to cover Kyla's identity.I sense my mother's suspicion. I eagerly await Kyla's full disclosure, knowing it will come soon. She's going to confess to me soon.Nanay Meline is back at her place, and Kyla's biological mother is under strict guard again. One of the caregivers around there is a friend of Diezel, and temporarily, that person gives us information about the inside. Morris also continues investigating more about Kyla's biological mother's side. He had already told me that Kyla's family was not ordinary, as they belonged to the mafia world.I know what the mafia is up to. Dirty money and illegal activities are part of their businesses

Enzo Denver.I have devised a plan for Kyla’s biological mother to escape from the facility. With the help of Diezel and Ranger, we worked things out from it. I will entrust Kyla’s mother to a facility owned by Diezel's close friend.“Don’t worry too much about this, Enzo. Leave it to us,” Ranger said with a wicked smile.I shook my head and chuckled a little bit. Ranger often comes and goes like a wind. He’s the youngest amongst all the Mondragons who can move freely around.“Here, grab this.” Diezel handed me a box of instant noodles.“That’s for your wife, not for you,” Diezel smirked at Ranger after handing me the box. I shook my head.“What the hell, Dez. That’s plenty. Do you want Enzo and Kyla’s future kid to become instant noodles?” Ranger laughed hard.I gritted my teeth and chuckled. “Asshole. I’m not gonna let my wife eat this. It’s unhealthy. Here, take it back.” I pushed it against Deizel’s chest, and the lunatic laughed. Ranger then quickly grabbed it from Diezel.“Hey

Enzo Denver.The night was unsettling, and despite my efforts to fall asleep, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was calling me, leaving me restless.It throbbed. It felt like someone dear to me was calling my name, asking for help. I can't explain it. It's strange.I looked at Kyla, who was sleeping beside me quietly, and somehow, looking at her now felt hollow.Today is our third monthsary wedding. I didn't hear anything from her. She told me the other day that she had prepared a surprise for me, but it seemed like she had forgotten it.After Karing had cooked the noodles, Kyla ate only a spoonful because she had vomited. It's unusual for her to vomit because of that. I saw how she enjoyed it the other day, and tonight, it seems like she's not used to eating spicy stuff.It must be the pregnancy. Do her hormones change?Dammit. I'm a doctor, but I'm so clueless about this.This is not my field of expertise, but of course, I should know better. But why the hell does my heart

Kyla Eva."You haven't touched your food?" Dominic looked concerned as he observed the untouched tray, which sharply contrasted with the fresh lunch tray in his other hand.I mustered a weak glance with my eyelids heavy, exhausted with him. I wiped my mouth, made a feeble gesture, and shook my head in response to his question.The truth is, I couldn't force myself to eat. I hated the smell of the garlic around it, and there was something about the food that I didn't like. I vomited a few, and I felt weak already. I could no longer bring myself even to taste it.I called him earlier, but it seemed he wasn't around on the other side. I wanted to ask for warm water with lemon on it, which is what I only want at the moment. That would probably heal my sickness.He placed the new food tray in hand on the small table and took the other one."Dom, can I have warm water with lemon on it, please?" I weakly asked. I felt sweaty, messy, and dirty. My body was so weak that my mind traumatically