Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Surrogate Wife: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

The picture in her hand made Eliza's hands tremble. The photo on top was the record of her admittance to the mental hospital five years ago. It was clearly written that she had mental disorder, paranoia, and mania. The treatment time was half a year. Eliza bit down on her lips and continued to flip through. It was the first time for her to see the photos at the back. Each of them was enough to make her collapse. Because those photos... looked like she was treated in the hospital! She was wearing a patient gown and her hair was disheveled. She was tied to the bed by a nurse and was injected with a drug. She seemed to be crazily biting a medical personnel. ... Every picture of her was filled with hysterical emotions. She did not look like a normal person at all! But Eliza couldn't deny that she was in these photos. Because it was really her. She had been looking at her own face for so many years, an

"This is the first time I have seen these photos." Eliza took a deep breath and looked up at Beau sincerely. "Mr. Valentine, what should we do?" "Your wife not only used to have other people's child, but also used to be a madman." Beau scrolled through all the photos in silence. Finally, he put the photo down and stared at Eliza's face with his bottomless eyes. "Change your clothes. Let's go to the hospital." "To the hospital?" Eliza's heart instantly fell to the bottom of the valley. She honestly shared these photos with him and her secrets because of her trust and dependence on him. But he directly asked her to go to the hospital. Did he... dislike her? Eliza's hand clenched into a fist at the side. Actually, no matter what decision Beau had made, she could understand him. After all, he was a normal man. It was not easy to accept the fact that his wife had been pregnant. She could no longer expect him to ac

Eliza came out from the hospital with mixed emotions. She opened the door and got in. Beau was in the back seat having a video conference. Seeing her come in, he immediately stopped the meeting. "Owen told me." He raised his head and looked at Eliza. "Since we have the confirmation of the experts, we don't have to worry that Riley will tell others about you being hospitalized before." "But it's not good for you if those photos get released." He looked at her face seriously. "I just thought it over." "If you don't want to spread those photos, let's go to the police station now to withdraw the lawsuit and renounce the testimony." "Anyway, I will remember what Esme has done. Even if I don't put her in jail, I will have other ways to get her punished." Probably not expecting that he would say these, Eliza looked up and said, "You..." "I had a chat with Matthew while you were doing the test." "He owns an agency. In the entert

It only took Eliza five minutes to go through the script. The plot was simple but difficult. The most important thing was to show the resistance of a person being pressed on the bed, helpless and desperate. They were all emotional scenes and hard to play. But if she could put on a good show, the effect would turn out well.  Eliza took a deep breath. After reading the script a few times, she brought herself into the role. She played a sad woman who was not ill but was forced to be injected with sedatives by the doctor in a psychiatric hospital. The filming was about to begin. She put on her hospital gown and lay on the bed with her hair in a mess. Mr. Long and the others were working on the equipment.  In the distance. Noah frowned slightly as he watched the crew get ready. "Sir, is this really useful?" "Even if we can shoot the same scene as before, the time will not be right..." Beau elegantly took out a cigarette

The night arrived as scheduled. When Eliza and Beau arrived at the Valentine family's villa, the entire house was decorated and illuminated. Although the wedding between Matthew and Roseane was no longer going on, tonight was a big day for the Valentine family. The butler and servants hung lanterns outside the villa. "Yes, yes, a little to the right." "The word 'happiness' here is not straight. Do you know how to work!" After the butler gave his orders, he turned around and saw Eliza and Beau getting off the car. He quickly welcomed them with a smile. "Mr. Valentine and Mrs. Valentine. You're here." Beau lightly nodded. "Are we late?" "Not at all!" The butler smiled solicitously. "Everyone has just arrived!" "But Old Mr. Valentine just asked me to urge you..." So were they still late? Eliza pursed her lips and held Beau's arm in an apologetic manner as they walked into the villa. Actually, Beau could av