Lahat ng Kabanata ng Loving The Billionaire Gone Wrong: Kabanata 291 - Kabanata 300

August 17th, 2016“Tonight, I went on my very first date with Allison. God, what a night it was. I had thought that the first impression she left on me at that party could not be surpassed, but tonight… tonight she proved me wrong. I took her to a quiet restaurant, a little hidden place in the heart of the city. I wanted somewhere private, not grand or loud, because I wanted to hear her voice, every single word she had to say. And she spoke… she spoke in a way that kept me rooted in my seat, like I had no wish to ever move again. She smiled and it was like the whole world faded around us. She laughed, and I swear, I could live a thousand lifetimes just trying to hear that sound again.I have met many women before, but none of them… none of them made me feel like this. Allison did not just walk into my life, she stormed into my soul. I hope, with everything in me, that she would want to see me again. Because tonight, I found someone I never want to let go.”********Allison’s throat t

The tray in Isabel’s hands rattled faintly as she walked across the noisy dining hall of the prison. The room was crowded with women in the same dull uniforms.Isabel had grown used to the routine—stand in line, take her food, find a seat where she could eat her food in silence. She didn’t like drawing attention to herself. In a place like this, the less anyone noticed you, the better for you.But when she spotted an empty seat at one of the long tables, she barely had time to move her tray down before a hand shot out and blocked her path.“Not here,” the woman sneered, her lips curling as she glanced at Isabel with disdain. Two other inmates at her side smirked and leaned closer, forming a wall with their bodies.“Yeah, keep walking,” another added, tilting her chin. “This place is already taken.”Isabel lowered her gaze. She wasn’t surprised. Things like this happened often. The women here had their little groups, their invisible borders and rules. She had no friends, no one who cla

A few days later…Emma walked beside David as they guided little Claire out of the consulting room. The attending doctor had just finished her appointment, given her the necessary instructions, and reassured them that things were looking hopeful with her treatment.As they headed back home after the doctor's appointment, Claire leaned forward from the back seat.“Thank you for bringing me to the hospital, Uncle David.”David turned slightly with a smile, meeting her eyes in the rearview mirror.“You’re very welcome, my beautiful princess,” he said warmly. “I’ll always take you anywhere you need.”Her face lit up at those words, and then she added with excitement, “I want to get better soon… because my birthday is coming!”David blinked, caught off guard. His hands stilled for a moment on the steering wheel as he turned his gaze toward Emma. She sat quietly beside him in the passenger seat, her lips forming a small smile as she nodded in confirmation.David chuckled softly. “Your birth

Emma opened her eyes weakly as she slowly stirred awake. For a moment, everything around her felt blurry. But then her eyes adjusted, and she saw David sitting right beside her. His face was tense, his brows furrowed in deep worry, his hand resting close to hers as though afraid to lose her again.“Emma…” David leaned forward the very second he noticed her stirring. “You’re finally awake. How are you feeling?”Emma blinked slowly, her throat dry. She nodded faintly and replied in a low voice,“I… I’m fine…”Her eyes darted around, confused, until she finally asked, “Where… where are we?”David exhaled heavily. “We’re in the prison clinic. You collapsed suddenly after the officers brought you out of the visiting room; we had to bring you here right away.”Emma let her head sink back onto the pillow as she sighed. She then muttered softly, “Thank you…”But before David could say more, his eyes darkened with questions. He hesitated for a few seconds, debating if it was the right time to

Mathew’s sobs deepened. “She… Isabel called me. From prison. Just an hour ago. She told me the truth—she killed Selena! She poisoned her! And I… I married her… I lived with her all these years, not knowing I had married a monster.” His voice broke into loud, painful sobs. “How could I? How could I have done that? How could I have married a woman who killed my wife! I even made her your stepmother! Oh Lord!” Emma’s body went cold. She felt her heart lurch, the room spinning slightly. Isabel had called him too? David clenched his jaw. He made a mental note to speak with the warden—never to allow Isabel to contact anyone ever again. Emma swallowed hard, her voice small. “Dad… you… you didn’t know? You really didn’t know about the poison?” Mathew’s eyes widened, horrified. He shook his head firmly, clutching Emma’s hand tighter. “No! I swear, I did not! How could I have? Selena was my wife! I loved her, Emma. I would never… I c