Mr. Billionaire Claims Me Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

Lilian POVThe warm water fell gently on my skin, and I allowed myself to take a deeper breath. It was the only time I could put the worries of the day aside, even for a few minutes. The smell of soap in the air and the feeling of relief as I let go of all the tension was comforting, but somehow I couldn't escape my thoughts. After turning off the shower, I wrapped myself in the towel with automatic gestures. I looked in the mirror and stared at myself for a few seconds, trying to process the conflicting feelings that were arising. The party, the discomfort, the moment he walked away without even saying goodbye... All of that left me with an emptiness in my chest. I still felt a pang of longing for him, but I didn't know what to do with it anymore. I left the bathroom and headed towards the children's room. As I approached the door, I could hear their voices, little laughs and screams of excitement. I peeked through the crack in the door. "I said it! The dragon will win!" Ruby sa

Lilian POVThe cell phone shook in my hands as I pressed it to my ear, waiting for Jensen to answer. The ringing sound seemed endless, every second an eternity. When his voice finally came, relief coursed through my body. "Lilian?" he said, his voice deep and heavy with familiarity. "Jensen… hi." My voice was hesitant, almost shy, as if it were the first time we had spoken. "Everything is fine?" He looked worried. "Yeah, I just… needed to talk to you." I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. He sighed, and I imagined his soft smile. "I needed to talk to you too. I'm in the car right now. Heading to your house." "Are you coming here?" My surprise was evident. "Yes. We have a lot to talk about, Lilian. About Rome… about everything." I swallowed hard, feeling my heart speed up. "I want to talk about this too. There are so many things I want to say." "I know." His voice was gentle, but there was an underlying tension that kept me alert. "And honestly, I'm l

Lilian POVWhen I opened my eyes, the soft light of the room bothered me, and I felt the weight of tiredness in every part of my body. My heart skipped a beat when I realized where I was. The smell of antiseptic in the air and the distant sound of machines confirmed: I was still in the hospital. For a moment I tried to sit up, but the dizziness hit me like a wave, and I sat back down. A low, worried voice caught my attention. "Lilian? Are you awake?" I slowly turned my face and saw Giana, my mother-in-law, sitting next to the bed. She looked as dejected as I felt. His eyes, normally bright and determined, were swollen and red. "Giana," I murmured, my voice hoarse. "What happened? Why am I here?" "You fainted," she replied, her voice shaky but still carrying firmness. "The nurse said it was a drop in blood pressure... probably because of the scare. And, of course, because you're pregnant." My hand instinctively went to my belly. The baby. My heart sank thinking about the da

Kate POV "You're completely out of control, Finn!" I shouted, anger brimming in every word. "How could you cause Jensen's accident? How could you be so reckless?" Finn was leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed and that arrogant smile on his face. He didn't seem shaken at all, on the contrary, he seemed to enjoy my anger. "Ah, Kate, you're always so dramatic," he replied in a dismissive tone, shaking his head as if I were a child. Without thinking, I slapped him hard across the face. The sound of impact made my heart beat faster, but Finn didn't move an inch. He touched the spot where the slap had landed, as if assessing the intensity of the blow. "Do you really think this will affect me?" he asked, looking straight at me, his eyes cold and calculating. "Are you saying that after you caused an accident, Finn?" I could hardly believe what I was hearing. "You crashed Jensen's car, made him crash into a pole, and now you're telling me it doesn't matter?" "It's not l

Lilian POV“He needs you now, Lilian.” The voice of Giana, Jensen's mother, echoed in my mind. It wasn't a plea or a request, but a truth that she and her husband seemed to carry in their eyes. Sitting next to Jensen, I observed his serene, but so pale, face. The surrounding machines made soft sounds, but to me, they were as loud as the weight of guilt I felt. "Keep it," they had said.Those words weighed heavily on my heart. I always knew Jensen was strong, the kind of person who never hesitated to help me, but seeing him in that vulnerable state made me realize how much I needed him too. The night seemed endless. I sat in the chair next to the bed, my fingers lightly intertwined with his. Jensen was still breathing with the help of the machines. His hair was messy, but he still looked so… Jensen. “Do you remember when it was my turn to be here?” I whispered, my voice breaking. “You stood by me, even when I didn't think anyone should care about me.” I laid my head next to h