Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taming My Cold Husband : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

The flashing of cameras and voices of journalists were overwhelming. Julian stepped out of the limo and placed his hand for Leslie to hold onto. The journalists looked on in confusion, but then a soft, white feminine hand held onto Julian’s, and Leslie stepped out, a kind smile on her face. She looked around, her shoulders squared, and she looked like the epitome of grace and poise.Julian looked at her, his gaze filled with pride. She was nervously latching onto his fingers, but her expression belied nothing. He felt his heart fill at the effort she was putting in. The atmosphere quieted down for a few seconds; everyone was mesmerized by Leslie's beauty. Then, the voices resumed, everyone trying to inch closer to them. Thankfully, the bodyguards were doing their job very well.“Mr. Blackwood, who’s the absolutely stunning lady with you?”“Mr. Blackwood, over here, please! Who’s this pretty lady? Are you guys related? Is she your girlfriend?”“Mr. Blackwood, please answer us, Mr. Blac

The auditorium was spacious, plush seats littered everywhere in an orderly fashion, and the ceilings, made of glass, showcased the bright night sky with twinkling stars. Julian and Leslie were immediately ushered to the front row, with Alexander and Vanessa sitting a row behind them—an arrangement that caused a scowl to form on Vanessa's face.The auction started, and the lights dimmed, focusing attention on the center of the stage where a petite woman clad in a jumpsuit walked up to the podium. She cleared her throat."Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I am the host of this show, Mrs. Claire. I’m sure you’ve all met my son, Johnson," she said, pointing to the young man at the end of the stage. "And without further ado, let's begin with the auction of tonight. Please don’t hold back on anything you like; the money, as always, will go to children suffering from heart diseases and to talented young art students who have no capital to study further."That earned a round of applause as

Alexander woke up to a call the next morning. He groggily opened his eyes and picked up the phone. “Whoever this is, this had better be very, very important. I don’t know why—”“It’s me, babe,” Vanessa’s voice cut through, not sounding like her usual bubbly self. Alexander perked up instantly. “Nessa, is anything the matter? You don’t sound so good. Did anyone make you angry?”Vanessa’s voice regained its sickeningly sweet nature. “No, babe. I’m just usually grumpy when I wake up.”“Okay then, if that’s the case, a very good morning to you, my sexy darling,” he crooned.“It’s going to be a good morning indeed when you hear the good news I have for you.”Alexander sat up straight. “Good news, you say?”“Mm-hmm,” she confirmed. “You know how you’ve always wanted to break Julian and Leslie apart, right?”Alexander scoffed and smirked. “We both want that, babe. Don’t act so innocent.”“I—I... never mind that,” she deviated. “I found someone yesterday, and I think he might help us in t

Julian had never felt so much blinding rage before. His rational senses flew away as he clenched his phone tightly in his hand, picked up his suit jacket, and stomped to the door.“Sir, is anything the matt—”“Shut it, Philip!” Julian snapped and headed for his private elevator. Reaching the parking lot, he realized his driver had already gone for his lunch break, so he snatched the key out of the valet’s hand and zoomed off in the direction of Blackwood Manor.Leslie had just stepped down from the cab when Julian’s car pulled up to the curb. Her eyes widened in surprise, and a flood of happiness washed over her. She half-skipped to his car and knocked on the window. She didn’t expect him to come down from the driver’s seat. She opened her mouth in surprise and was about to ask him why he came back so early, but she was stunned by his stormy expression.“J-Julian, is everything okay? Are you alright?”Julian sneered at her and walked toward her slowly.“J-Julian, what’s the matter?”H

Mr. Pete Davis, Julian's PI, sat cross-legged in the lounge area of Julian’s office, explaining the events of the past week. It had taken him a week to find out about Leslie's ex.“That was all I was able to find, sir,” Pete concluded, uncrossing his legs as he straightened in his chair. His eyebrow arched when Julian didn’t respond neither did he spare him a glance—instead his eyes were fixed on his phone, texting with a smile on his face. Julian barely heard a word Pete said as he replied to Leslie’s text about how his day was going."My day is just boring. What are you doing? I miss you," he texted and waited for her reply.They had grown so close this past week; making love had cemented their bond, and he really started putting more effort into their marriage. Leslie had carved her way into his heart, and she wasn’t coming out anytime soon."I’m still trying to convince the gardener to teach me how to prune, but I think he’s scared of you. And I miss you too," Leslie texted back.