The Womanizer's Mute Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

Earlier That Same DayAmelia stepped into her room, the door clicking shut behind her. Her heart pounded in her chest, fast and hard. She fumbled for her phone, tapped the screen a few times, and then began dialing an unnamed number.She paced the room as it rang—once, twice—until finally, someone picked up.“We have a problem,” she said without hesitation.Silence stretched for a moment on the other end.“And what is it this time?” the voice replied, calm but tinged with irritation. Then again, who wouldn’t be?Amelia stomped her foot. “Donald wants to take me to the hospital—to make sure the baby really belongs to Kieran.”Another pause.“And... what’s the problem with that? It’s not like you’re faking the pregnancy.”“Oh, how I wish I was,” she muttered, glaring at her stomach. Then she lifted her head and stared blankly at the wall. “I can’t go out looking like this. Like... like some fat pig. And I am not going to keep wearing those ridiculous clothes you gave me. They’re hideous

Amaya’s heart almost stopped at the voice on the phone. Her eyes widened, staring into nothing. Her body froze like a statue, and her heart pounded so hard it stole her breath.With trembling fingers, she slowly lowered the phone from her ear, her gaze glued to the screen. The caller ID still read Monica Caldwell—but the voice… that voice had been unmistakable.Kieran Blackwood.Her boss.But how?Her breath hitched, fingers turning stiff and cold. She hadn’t called him. She’d dialed Monica’s number, just like she always did when she had something important to report. But instead of Monica…It was him.Kieran’s voice crackled through the speaker again—calm, but cold.“I’d like for us to speak in private, Amaya. Don’t you think so too?”Her knees nearly gave out. Her thoughts scrambled, trying to make sense of it—but nothing did.Until it did.The call hadn’t gone to Monica.Knight intercepted it.Not by mistake. Not by luck. On purpose.She remembered something Katherine once joked a

A Few Hours LaterLeft Wing of the Estate Mansion“Why am I not surprised you already know Amelia was working under the bishop’s orders?” Cady asked with a small, knowing smile, her gaze fixed on Knight, who leaned casually against the wall, looking more amused than bothered.After yesterday’s assassination attempt, Knight had returned to the estate. His angels had immediately bombarded him with footage and findings from Amelia’s room, but he’d put the matter on hold—until now. He had finally summoned everyone to the meeting room.“I didn’t know she worked for Keenan,” Knight said flatly. “But it’s clear now.”Katherine stepped closer, arms folded tightly.“That’s because you let him be for all these years. Don’t forget—he’s the one behind this whole Takeshi mess.”The others nodded along with her. Even Damon, standing off to the side, gave a small grunt of agreement.Mia spoke up next. “What’s the plan now? We’re surrounded—Genesis’s family, Takeshi, now the bishop… What are we going

Monica couldn’t believe what she was hearing on the phone or seeing on the television.She stood frozen in the middle of the living room, silk robe loosely tied, hair still wrapped in a towel from her interrupted shower. The wide flatscreen on the wall showed a live feed of the company's lobby, now flooded with reporters, news stations, cameras flashing, microphones stretching over each other like eager hands.“It seems there’s been a shocking turn of events this morning at Caldwell Technologies,” the reporter said. “Now operating as Valcore Holdings, the company was once the crown jewel of the Caldwell family. And today, it appears the last Caldwell has returned.”“Former heiress Genesis Caldwell, missing from public view for nearly fifteen years, has arrived without warning—and taken full legal control of the company.”“No official statement has been released, but internal sources say that board members were presented with verified documentation, including the original will of the l

“Oh, so I shouldn’t be helping you with your seatbelt or opening the car door for you anymore—is that what my wife is saying?” Knight asked with a teasing smile as he turned toward the car.Genesis stood nearby, hands on her hips and a cheeky smile lighting up her face. She nodded just as Knight slipped his arm around her waist.“Well, that’s not happening, little wife,” he added as they headed for the door. “That’s my duty, and I’m not stopping. Ever.”Genesis turned toward him and began signing. When she finished, he burst out laughing. She watched him, mesmerized by the way his eyes crinkled and his whole face lit up. Her heart fluttered. She bit her lip. It was useless trying to deny it any longer—she was totally and irreversibly in love with this man. Even with all his shortcomings.“You want to know why I call you ‘little one’?” he asked, still chuckling. She nodded.Then he stopped walking, eyes locking with hers. His laughter faded, replaced by a mock-serious look. She halted