Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire’s Broken Secretary : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

~Nella~The bouquet slipped from my fingers, petals scattering across the ground. Slowly, I turned, my feet moving without thought, carrying me toward the door. As I stepped outside the museum, I heard Gray’s hurried footsteps behind me. “Hey, wait up! What’s going on? Why did you just leave?” His voice echoed with confusion and concern.I took a shaky breath, halting just outside. I turned to face him, although that was thing I wanted to do. “Gray, we’re done.” My voice was quieter than I intended, but the words felt heavy. “This—this relationship—it’s over.”He looked at me, his face a mixture of hurt and disbelief. “What? Nella, what did I do wrong? I thought you’d like it. You didn’t even react,” he said, his voice cracking slightly.“You think I’d like that?” I choked out, my voice trembling. “You think that was a gift? That humiliation? Really?” My hands were shaking as I waved down a taxi, desperately trying to hold myself together, but Gray grabbed my wrists, stopping me.“I d

~Nella~The weekend passed quietly. Same Saturday evening, my mom had fallen ill, and Payson had volunteered to take her to the doctor on Monday. Lauren had also shared with us that her exam was coming up in a few days, which added to the mix of thoughts swirling in my mind. As for me, I had already typed up my resignation letter, and now I was just waiting for Monday to come. I couldn’t help but wonder how Roy would react when I handed it in. I was ready for a fresh start, away from both Gray and the stress of the office.Sunday night, as I lay awake, sleep seemed distant. My mind kept replaying the idea of quitting, and before I knew it, the alarm rang, pulling me from my thoughts. It was as if I had already been awake even before it went off. I quickly jumped into my routine, rushing through a quick shower and dressing in record time. Before I left, I checked in on my mom. She still had a fever, but I reassured myself that Payson would make sure she was well taken care of.I arrive

~Nella~The office that morning was nothing like it had been before. Victoria’s influence had transformed every inch of the space, imbuing it with an energy that was both fresh and electrifying. What was once a plain entrance now had a beautiful, elegant foyer.The air seemed charged with possibility, as if the building itself had been reborn. Outside, a towering digital screen flashed vibrant 3D advertisements for Elevé’s latest cosmetic line, its vivid hues of pink and lilac dominating the screen like a piece of moving art. Inside, the transformation was just as striking. Everywhere I looked, there were bursts of color — soft pinks, delicate lilacs, and pure whites — blending seamlessly with floral arrangements that breathed life into the space. The walls themselves seemed alive with artistry, adorned with dynamic 3D depictions of the cosmetics that had given the brand its name.It was almost unbelievable that such a dramatic overhaul could happen over a single weekend. The entire of

~Nella~The morning sun was barely peeking over the horizon as I took a cab to work. I had a lot on my mind, but I knew I needed to call Ashley—just to give her a heads-up. I didn’t want her to be caught off guard when she found out I was seriously considering giving Gray a second chance.I hit "call" and waited, tapping my fingers nervously on the steering wheel. When she picked up, her voice was thick with sleep.“Hey babe,” I said, my tone lighter than I felt.“Mmm, hey sugar," she murmured, sounding half awake. "What’s going on?”I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Still in bed?”“Yeah... well, I was. Until your call,” she replied, a long yawn slipping through the line.“Ah, sorry. I thought you'd be getting ready for work by now,” I said, surprised.“Nope, off today. I’ve only got a private session with a VIP later,” she answered, sounding more alert now. “So, what’s up? You up early for a chat.”I hesitated for a moment, trying to find the right words. “Well... it’s about Gray.”Ashle

~Nella~He leaned in slowly, his gaze never leaving mine, and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. The moment hung between us, lingering far longer than I expected, until I finally pulled back, breathless, and took a shaky step backward. Shock coursed through me, and I stood frozen, but he reached out, gently holding my hands, and stood up with me."Please, just let me go," I whispered, the words almost getting caught in my throat."I'm—I'm sorry, Nella. I didn't mean to hurt you," he said, his voice quiet and filled with regret."But you will," I cut in, my voice breaking. "I don't want you to keep making mistakes with me, please." I couldn't bear to look him in the eye, so I stared down at the floor, my heart fluttered.He lifted my chin, his touch soft but firm, guiding my face back to his. "Listen, Nella," he said, his voice steady, like the first night we ever met. "This isn’t a mistake. Nothing we've done has been a mistake. I know I've made it hard for you, but I didn't know how to