Lahat ng Kabanata ng Loving The Billionaire Gone Wrong: Kabanata 301 - Kabanata 305

David, Emma, and Claire stepped out of the car and walked slowly toward the airport entrance. Today, the always cheerful Claire was unusually silent. Her small hand held tightly to Emma’s, her eyes downcast, and her lips pressed into a pout. As they walked through the automatic glass doors of the airport, they soon spotted two familiar figures waiting inside. Standing side by side, Christian and Henry had bags resting by their feet. The day had finally come. The day of Henry’s departure. When Claire saw Henry, her steps slowed. She walked slowly toward Henry, her lips trembling. Henry watched her approach, and though he kept his face calm, his heart felt heavy. When Claire finally reached him, her brave little mask broke apart. She threw her arms around Henry and began sobbing loudly. “Henry!” she cried. “I don’t want you to go!” Henry

The long-awaited day had finally come—Claire’s sixth birthday.Emma and Sophie had been awake since dawn, making sure everything was perfect, while David had insisted on taking part in the preparations too.The birthday hall looked like a dream. It was transformed into the world of Moana, Claire’s favorite cartoon character.Bright turquoise drapes hung like ocean waves across the ceiling, and seashell decorations sparkled under the lights. A giant backdrop of Moana standing bravely by the sea was set against the wall behind the cake table. Balloons in blue, white, and coral pink floated everywhere, and paper palm trees stood in the corners, giving the hall the feeling of an island paradise.Claire entered the hall dressed in a stunning gown that instantly stole everyone’s attention. It was a soft sky-blue dress with sparkly patterns that shimmered like the sea. A sash tied at her waist with a little seashell brooch made her look like a real princ

Six months later… The hall was packed. Rows of chairs were filled with men and women from different walks of life—doctors, nurses, hospital administrators, dignitaries, and men of wealth and influence who had flown in from across countries. Suddenly, the MC, a tall man in a black suit with a broad smile, walked to the podium. The murmurs in the room quieted as he tapped the microphone once. “Ladies and gentlemen,” his voice rang clearly across the hall, “It is my honor to announce the award for the Best Surgeon of the Year —an award that recognizes excellence, dedication, and a heart that never gives up in the service of humanity. And this year’s award goes to…” He paused dramatically, smiling at the crowd. “Dr. Emma Morgan!” The room erupted with applause, cheers, and whistles. Many stood from their seats in excitement as cameras flashed in Emma’s direction. Emma, dressed in an elegant deep blue gown, froze