Daddy, I Got You the Coldest Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

THIRD PERSON POVThe morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Samantha had just woken up, the soft hum of the city below reaching her ears. She groggily reached for her phone on the nightstand, rubbing her eyes as the screen lit up.A call. Her mother’s name flashed on the screen. With a sigh, Samantha answered, her voice still rough from sleep.“Morning, Mom…” she said half sleep. Her mother’s cheerful voice was a stark contrast to the early hour.“Good morning, Sweetheart! Just wanted to remind you about tonight’s dinner. Mom and Dad are here, and they’re coming over to our place for dinner. You’ve got to be there!” Samantha’s brain slowly processed the information. Her mommy Mirabella’s parents—here in the Philippines? That was a surprise, but it made sense. Her mom had been talking about them visiting for a while now. They live in Switzerland, where Struve came from. She yawned, stretching her arms above her head as she responded.“Right,

THIRD PERSON POVSamantha stepped into the dimly lit bar, the noise of the crowd and the clinking of glasses fading into a muffled hum around her. Her steps were slow, dragging as if her body didn’t want to keep moving. The weight in her chest made everything feel heavy—like she was suffocating, but still somehow alive.Pumili siya ng upuan sa tabi ng counter, malapit sa isang maliit na ilaw. It was quieter here, away from the noise of the crowd, where no one would notice her. Her fingers tapped lightly on the wooden surface, the same rhythm she often did when she was thinking too much. Too many thoughts racing in her head, too many emotions swirling inside her.I tried so hard to keep it together, but... I couldn’t. The picture of Struve, holdingLucie’s hand like he had no care in the world, was burned into her mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The fact that he was engaged, and I had no idea. Hindi ko na alam kung anong nararamdaman ko—hurt, anger, confusion, lahat ng sama ng

THIRD PERSON POVShe didn't go out from her condo that day. She just stayed there, crying and questioning why love always abandoning her. Mula noong bata siya, dahil sa pagmamahal niya sa mommny niya, ay nagawa niyang itanim sa kanyang isip na kahit hindi niya kasama, kahit nasa kabilang room lang at kahit hanggang sa telepono lamang niya ito nakakausap, alam niyang mahal na mahal siya ng mommy niya. Pero halos gumuho ang mundo niya when she left her, na last na pala iyon na pagyakap niya sa kanya. Is it really easy para sa tadhana na o di kaya walain ang taong mahal na mahal natin para pagdusahin tayo? Life isn't that cruel to her because she still has her dad who eversince she was born, she felt the love and protection--na higit pa sa buhay nito. She still has Mirabella who treated her as her own. Pero despite everything, ang ala-ala ng mommy niya ang laging kulang sa kanya. Her mother had left.Not because she wanted to, but because life — cruel and merciless — had taken her away.

THIRD PERSON POVThe room was quiet, almost too quiet. The ticking of the clock on the wall was the only sound that filled the space as Samantha stood across Struve’s desk, a crisp envelope in her hand. She looked calm — almost too calm — dressed in her usual work attire, neat and proper. Her eyes were clear, expression unreadable. Struve, seated behind his desk, looked up from a file only to freeze the moment he saw what she was holding. Samantha gently placed the envelope in front of him.“Effective immediately,” she said. Her voice was steady. No tremble. No trace of pain. Struve stared at the resignation letter, as if it physically hurt him to look at it and then at looked deeply at her.“No,” he said, almost instinctively. “You’re not doing this.”“I already did,” she answered quietly, without emotion. His eyes burned into her, sharp with disbelief.“This isn’t the solution, Sam. You’re just… walking away?”“I’m choosing peace,” she said. “Something I never got around you.”Struv

THIRD PERSON POVFINN HOUSE, SWITZERLAND – LATE AFTERNOONThe sun was setting over the Swiss countryside, casting a golden glow across the vineyards surrounding the old Finn house. The air was cool, crisp, and still — a far cry from the restless tension she left behind. Samantha sat at a small balcony overlooking the sprawling property, a warm shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her laptop was open in front of her, and a familiar ringing sound echoed from the screen.She smiled faintly when the faces of Thania, Jacob, and Noah popped into view."Finally! Akala namin hindi ka na magpapakita!" Thania exclaimed dramatically, tossing her hair.Samantha let out a soft chuckle. "Sorry, guys, I'd been busy since I arrived here."Jacob leaned closer to the screen. "How are you, Sam? You look... thinner.""And sadder," Noah added, his brows furrowing. "Are you okay?"Samantha tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and shrugged lightly. "I'm managing. Dad arranged everything for me to stay here