Alle Kapitel von Secret Wife To A Disabled Billionaire: Married In My Place!: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

Third Person's Point of View Emerald took a deep breath. She was standing across the newly bought car Jude provided. It was gaining attention as people passed by—simply captivated by her recently released model of Chevrolet. She waited until people outside made their leave due to feeling ashamed. She's not the type of person who boasts about her earnings, her family's generational wealth or anything. Emerald has no choice but to grab one car and drive it off to work because she's already late. Little did she know, everyone who sees it goes crazy whilst ogling at her car. She had no clue about the car she drives. As long as it makes her life easy, she doesn't mind! Emerald was about to cross the street when a voice ceased her from behind. Standing six feet tall, Carlos appeared around her with a huge smile. “Going home? I'll drop you off!” Carlos affirmed, smiling wide and showing his white teeth. A small shy smile crept on her lips. “No, it's fine. I finally have my car.” “Real

Third Person's Point of View There's a sensation feeling deep inside Emerald whilst she's in a deep slumber. Surprisingly, Emerald woke up and sat down immediately because of shock. Unable to put her experiences into words, she felt the need to remember what happened on the night she fainted. Her memories were vivid but one thing stood out: it's seeing Jude walking towards her. “Go back to sleep.” A voice commanded her. Gazing to where it was, there goes the almighty Jude Rafael Sanders who's sitting on the sofa, crossing his legs whilst holding a book. Emerald's eyebrows furrowed when she saw he's holding it backwards. “What are you doing?” Emerald inquired. Jude sneered. “Reading a book, obviously.” “But you're holding it upside-down.”Jude was caught off guard. He coughed a little as he closed the book he's holding—feeling a little scratch of humiliation regarding Emerald's observation. The last memory she remembered flashed back on her mind. Him walking with sorrowful eyes

Third Person's Point of View Various people are scattered around the streets with banners on their hands along with the volunteers disseminating magazines and newspapers that have a person’s name in it. The official start of Juan Rivera Sanders' campaign began today. As expected, a lot of people volunteered for his sake. His image is outstanding, and a lot of people are admiring him. As a renowned businessman turned into a politician, he captured the hearts and minds of the people of the country. He served as the chairman of Sanders Company, built it through his blood, sweat, and tears. Later on, he passed his duty to his one and only living son. Juan Rivera Sanders is a well-known public figure. Back when he wasn't in politics yet, he has proven a lot in business, economy, and now, he's establishing his career in politics. As expected, a lot of people are expecting from him as the future president of the country. He is hailed as the epitome of perfection—a reason why he's blinded

Campbell family went to Sanders manor to physically check how the running for presidential candidate is doing. Thank God, he's doing alright, otherwise, Aileen would fumble without getting what she wanted. “We're so glad to see you well.” Aileen expressed her deepest concern towards Juan Sanders. Her husband, James Campbell, noticed that Juan Sanders isn't in a good condition. He was awry, perhaps because of the people who are making fun of him online. Emerald was sitting silently beside Jude silently, observing everyone with a heavy guilt inside her heart. Aileen drifted her gaze at her daughter. “Didn't I tell you to look out for your father in law? It is your job to make sure he's safe! I already clarified it to you a million times!” Aileen affirmed, looking for someone to blame. She nibbled her lower lip whilst she secretly clenched her fist. “It's out of my control, mom.” “That's enough,” James Campbell said. “It's no one's fault here. If there is someone to question, it's

Going back, Emerald is now at the office reviewing and polishing the script she will be delivering on national television. However, a few people went on her, seated across the chair, feeling giddy. “Emerald!” Said by her friends at work. Celine and Dion are her best colleagues, the people she's always with most of the time. “You're keeping a secret to us!” Celine affirmed. Her attention remained on the script. “What secret? I'm busy right now.” “Huh! It's no longer a secret because it has been broadcast nationwide,” Dion butted in. “Look. There's an article between you and Carlos. You know he's my crush! Ouch, did my best friend just have the eye of the love of my life?” She overly reacted, faking tears in her eyes whilst her iPad was shown to her. Emerald immediately grabbed the iPad and saw the headline. It was about her and Carlos at the volunteering project. Pictures of them were scattered online under the tree whilst Carlos is looking at her. For some people, they would think