Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Star's Secret Husband: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

***Anastasia..." Maximilian whispered.Anastasia was silent, she immediately smiled awkwardly, "I-I'm going to my room to sleep. I'm still tired from last night," she said as she ran to her room.Maximilian smiled, "When she's shy, her face looks like a tomato," he muttered.And Anastasia entered the room with steps that felt light, but her mind was filled with images of him. The events of earlier replayed in her mind, especially Max's piercing gaze and the softness of his touch as he kissed her injured finger. Her mind continued to wander, unable to ignore the feelings that had suddenly come out of nowhere.After closing the door to the room, Anastasia leaned against the door with her eyes closed. She took a deep breath and tried to gather her scattered thoughts. But Max's image continued to haunt her, refusing to go away. "He's so handsome," she muttered under her breath, as if the words just slipped out of her mouth.Anastasia gasped, her eyes wide with shock. What had he just sai

***"Enough, Ma. I just got here and you're asking me to get acquainted with a woman? Don't you miss me?" asked Maximilian."I miss you very much, my dear. I'm just lonely here. I only talk to your father and my plants. You naughty boy! Ten years away, never to return. Even when you came to this country, you didn't tell me. So, yes... I think it must be because of a woman. A man in love can lose control," Selene replied."I came back because of company business, that's all. Didn't Papa ask me to come because he wanted to retire and enjoy his old age with Mama?"Selene nodded, "And our old age will be accompanied by the amazingly adorable grandchildren of your children. Don't you want to give Mom that gift?""I just got home, Ma. Can you not talk about anything? I'm very hungry," Maximilian said.Selene nodded and smiled at her only son, "I prepared everything. I cooked your favorite meal. Let's eat," she said excitedly.***Maximilian finished his meal without saying much, but his min

***"Don't go..." Anastasia's voice sounded hoarse, like someone just waking from a long dream. "I'm... alone."Maximilian sighed softly, suppressing the rushing in his chest. "I'm not going far," he replied quietly, even though his heart was beating wildly. "I'm just going out for a while. You need to rest."Anastasia, still semi-conscious, paid no attention to Maximilian's words. Instead, he pulled her hand tighter, forcing her to sit back down on the edge of the bed. With her eyes almost closed, she whispered, "Why do you have to be so beautiful?"The sentence made Maximilian jump. His chest rumbled violently. He swallowed, feeling the sudden heat on his face. "Wh-What?" Maximilian found it strange to hear such a compliment, especially from Anastasia, and especially under these circumstances.Anastasia did not answer Maximilian's question. Her eyes closed again, but a faint smile graced her face. "You know," she murmured again in a low voice, "I always feel lonely. But when you're

***“Anya... "Anya was surprised by Anastasia's arrival, she stood and looked at Anastasia awkwardly. "Anastasia, k-you, why did you come here?"Anastasia smiled flatly, "I sent you a message and you didn't answer. I thought you were sick, I was worried and came here to see how you were doing."And suddenly her eyes went straight to Elora, who was sitting haughtily across the table, looking at her with a triumphant smile that always made Anastasia's blood boil. Next to Elora, Anya, the best friend she had come to think of as a sister, sat with a flat expression, avoiding Anastasia's gaze."Elora, you're actually here," Anastasia greeted in a firm tone. "Anya, am I disturbing you?"Elora replied immediately without giving Anya a chance to speak. "Oh, Anastasia, you came just in time. Anya and I were just discussing our duet that will be released next week. She's going to be on my new album."Elora's smile widened in satisfaction. She glanced at Anya, as if giving a veiled signal that

***"What does that mean?" asked Anastasia, confused."We can get to know each other because we'll probably see each other all the time," Maximilian replied."You're right. We're married, it would be strange if we didn't know each other so well," Anastasia said."You don't mind having a husband like me?""You're human, right?"Maximilian nodded. "How old are you?" he asked."Twenty years old," Anastasia replied innocently."You're so young, but you're so popular. How does it feel to be so popular at twenty?"Anastasia was silent for a moment, trying to absorb the question. A question that was actually very simple, but carried a lot of memories and pent-up emotions. She sighed and turned her eyes to Maximilian."It feels... lonely," she answered in a soft but firm voice. "Everyone loves you, but not for you. They love you because you're a top singer, a star at the height of your career. Your every move is watched, guarded like a precious diamond. But when you start to fall... when your