บททั้งหมดของ A Night with the Billionaire (ENGLISH): บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Lilliane was dropped off by the jeepney at the Petron corner in GMA, Cavite. The driver said that was the last stop, and he could catch another ride to Laguna before the boundary.She glanced around. Despite it being nine in the evening, there were still a few people scattered around the area, and some establishments remained open.She approached the vendor selling Japanese cakes. There were a few pieces left, and she bought five with yema (1) flavor.“Do you know of any motels around here?” she asked.The vendor pointed to her left, and she followed the direction of his hand.“That building over there,” he said, indicating a three-story structure overlooking the highway. “That’s a motel, ma’am.”She took the cakes and thanked him. But as she realized she might not have enough time or money for a motel check-in, she turned back to the vendor.“Bed... space for females? Do you know any, kuya? (2)”The thin man looked up at her.“I might be short on cash,” she reasoned. “I’ll leave by m

A two-storey house came into view as Lilliane got off the tricycle. It seemed to have been built after the Second World War, one of those houses referred to as “post-war”.Lilliane noticed the large windows, making her think that the house must be well-ventilated, allowing the breeze to flow freely inside. It was also evident that the house was well-maintained, as its beauty remained despite the passage of time and the modernization around it. There were no visible cracks or damages on the wooden walls, and the roof seemed to have been freshly painted.The house also had a spacious yard, surrounded by tall trees of various kinds. There were also flowering plants that added to the beauty of the large front yard. It seemed like a perfect place to sit and relax under the towering trees.Earlier, as they rode the tricycle from the terminal, Lilliane couldn’t help but notice the lush green surroundings.She was delighted as she gazed around, seeing nothing but mountains and rice fields. It

“Arnulfo,” she said in a flirtatious tone as she leaned on him, her fingers playing with the fine hairs on his chest.“Hmm,”“Why are you wasting your time on her?” she referred to Lilliane.When the news reached her that he was going to marry the daughter of the then-renowned tech mogul, her whole being was shaken. She was immediately filled with intense anger and jealousy.If he were to marry another woman, he might not have time for her anymore. She didn’t want to share Arnulfo with anyone, even though she secretly had affairs with older fellow celebrities. Most them were already well-known in showbiz.Arnulfo was different for her when it came to intimacy. Only with this older man did she feel and taste the true pleasure that the others couldn’t give her.No matter how handsome and dashing those actors were, whether she worked with them or not, none of them could compare to Arnulfo in bed. She could only flirt with the young actors of her generation, but she had no intention of pu

A gentle knock interrupted Lilliane as she combed her short hair. She set the comb down and walked over to her bedroom door.Consuelo stood there, smiling, when she opened it.“Are you ready?”She gave a faint smile and nodded softly.Consuelo was going to accompany her to the clinic before heading to school.Their journey to the doctor was silent, and they hardly spoke while in the tricycle.Lilliane didn’t know what to feel. She was nervous, mixed with a bit of excitement she couldn’t quite understand.Her mind wandered to various thoughts—things that could potentially change her life if Consuelo’s suspicions proved true.She suddenly thought of her situation.She couldn’t hide and run forever. She didn’t want her child to live in a chaotic situation. Nor could they hide forever together.Thinking about Mathilda made her anxious and uneasy. What would happen if they found out she was pregnant—if she already had a child?She closed her eyes.She was starting to feel stressed from her

Lilliane let out a deep sigh. She had no other choice but to face the truth and the situation, no matter how difficult it was.She decided to get out of bed and placed the shirt on it. She walked toward an antique vanity mirror and sat on the chair in front of it.She couldn’t help but admire the elegant design of the vanity dresser, made of narra wood, and the mirror itself.Since the day she saw it, she’d been in awe of its intricately carved designs. Her vanity table in her room at the mansion and even in her condo unit didn’t compare to this one.According to Consuelo, it had been there since the house was built. When Consuelo saw her gazing at the vanity mirror, she explained that it was made in Ilocos Norte by one of the best craftsmen in the province, and that the design reflected the art and tradition of the region.The designs she saw around the mirror and on the dresser table were traditional Ilocano motifs.Despite its decades of age, it still looked brand new.After taking