Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Revenge of the Mute Wife: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

"What can I say? I love my beautiful Deborah so much," Jayden said with a smile. "I see," the doctor replied, handing Deborah a towel to clean off the gel. [Thank you.] Deborah gently took the towel to wipe her body. "Alright, I'll go prepare the prescription for the medications you'll need to strengthen your body and ensure that little one grows up strong and healthy," the doctor said, heading back to his desk. Deborah smiled as she watched the doctor go. "Well, Deborah, I have to tell you, next time we’re going to have to work really hard to get our little princess, okay?" Jayden said, winking at her and noticing the deep blush on her cheeks. Deborah felt incredibly embarrassed by Jayden’s direct comments, which amused him greatly. After the consultation, they picked up the medication and headed back to the car. "Who are you texting?" Jayden asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice as they walked to the parking lot. [I promised Elliot I’d tell him about his nephew.] S

After finishing their meal, Jayden and Deborah headed to the Cooper Group. Upon arrival, Deborah was amazed by the size of the place—the construction company boasted a spacious parking lot for its workers and machinery storage, beside its three large office buildings. "Welcome to the great Cooper empire," Jayden chuckled, seeing Deborah’s expression of awe. [It's huge.] "Well, it's necessary. We need space to store all the machinery and materials, and for the employees to work comfortably." [I can see tell.] Deborah noted the large trucks coming and going with machinery and materials at that moment. "Right this way, my love," Jayden said, taking her hand to give her a quick tour of the place. Jayden quickly explained each area they passed through on their way to the office. Upon reaching their destination, they immediately got to work, as they had a tax appointment the next day. Initially, Jayden was hesitant to ask for Deborah's help, but that opinion changed when he

"Roger..." Isabelle was distressed by what she was hearing because it meant that her son harbored special feelings for Deborah. "Answer me, do you love that mute?!” Sophia demanded again. "I..." Roger glanced anxiously at Sophia. Now that he was living with her, it was impossible for him not to compare the two. At times, he wished he could travel back so that he wouldn’t lose Deborah. Being with Sophia made him realize how much he had undervalued Deborah's support and understanding. He regretted not treating his ex-wife better—doing more than just not betraying or mistreating her. Indeed, he regretted not doing more kind things for his wife instead of just betraying, belittling, and mistreating her. She had always been by his side... If he were honest with himself, he missed his stupid mute who loved him unconditionally. The rosy life he thought he would live with Sophia was turning into a horrible nightmare. All he heard now were complaints and demands from her instead of love

That very morning, Frederick sat in his office, desperately searching for a plan or strategy that could resolve all his problems. He rifled through every drawer and pored over old documents, hoping to find a clue or key that would unlock the safe hidden behind a painting. He felt that if he could just open it... all his problems would vanish. "Hey Dad, have you heard the news?" The office door swung open, revealing his son, visibly excited. "I don't have time for gossip, Ernest." "It's not gossip, it's a lifeline for us." "What? What are you talking about?" Frederick asked, raising his gaze to find Ernest showing him his tablet with a news article. Frederick raised an eyebrow but took the device to read the news, a smile eventually spreading across his face as he did so. "Well, well, well, what bad news..." "That's right, Dad, and I think we can turn this drama to our advantage and make the Peterson family give up on collecting from us." "I like the way you think," Freder

Roger was struggling to gather his thoughts at that moment, consumed by fear. He didn't know what he would say to Sophia when she woke up, or how she would react to the news. "What have I done?" he berated himself, grimacing and leaning his head back against the wall. "I'm such an idiot." He sighed heavily, recalling all the events of that night. Despite everything that had happened, he still harbored doubts about who was telling the truth. But now, he couldn't ask Sophia about it. The only solution was for him to try to remember what had happened that day. To be honest, there were parts of his childhood that he didn't remember and had never bothered to recover. But now seemed like the right time to bring those memories back. Just then, he noticed Sophia stirring. Hurriedly, he approached the bed and took her hand. "Sophia..." Sophia slowly opened her eyes, looking around in confusion. "Darling... what...?" "Sophia," Roger had tears in his eyes as he gently tried to embra