Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced To be Mrs. Billionaire: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

"You may now kiss your bride!"The church erupted into applause as the newlyweds, Juliette and her husband, Colton, shared their first kiss. Yohan and I sat side by side, me in a pink gown and Yohan in a tuxedo. After the initial kiss, the couple had a photo session inside the church. Many guests attended the wedding, as Lachlan was also a businessman, and Juliette had a large extended family.After the church photoshoot, we headed to their wedding reception at a private resort. I was surprised to see some famous local celebrities—faces I usually only saw on TV. Yohan explained that Juliette had many friends in the entertainment industry because she was a fashion designer.At our table, Yohan was deeply engaged in a serious conversation with his cousin Max, who was also his business partner. Not wanting to interrupt them, I simply smiled and stood up when I saw Juliette and Colton approaching.As soon as Juliette and I got close, I hugged her, and she hugged me back."Congratulations,

Last night was amazing. Yohan and I couldn't get enough of each other, and we ended up staying awake until the early hours of the morning. We might have even outdone the newlyweds, Juliette and Colton, on their honeymoon. But honestly, I didn’t mind—I enjoyed every moment with Yohan, even if I can’t walk properly now."Yohan?" I called out, and he looked up at me.I leaned against his chest while he played with my hair. His eyes were closed, his face relaxed, and I couldn't help but smile. My husband looked so handsome and peaceful in this moment."Yes, baby?"There it was again—that ‘baby.’ He’s been calling me that since last night. He always comes up with different nicknames for me. First, I was a weirdo, then a little kitten, then mi esposa, and now baby. Yohan must really enjoy giving me nicknames, and honestly, I find it adorable and endearing."Aren’t we going home tomorrow?" I asked, pouting slightly.Yohan had mentioned before we left for Spain that we wouldn’t be staying lon

"You went to your sister?"I paused while getting dressed when I heard Yohan’s voice behind me. I had just returned from Franklyn’s company, and our conversation had taken longer than expected. I hadn’t told Yohan the truth about meeting Franklyn because I didn’t want him to get jealous or angry. I’d find the right time to tell him that Franklyn was my best friend and that I couldn’t distance myself from him—he was the only friend I had.I turned to Yohan, gave him a small smile, and nodded."Yeah. I just checked on Geneva because she’s leaving for Paris next week to continue her studies," I replied.Geneva had received an invitation to study at a prestigious fashion school in France. It was a huge opportunity for her, and she had eagerly accepted it. She would be leaving next week. In truth, I hadn’t gone to see her today since I had already visited her yesterday. But I told Yohan I had, just to avoid further questioning."Good for her. I’ll shower now. Want to join me?"I blinked, j

"Ma'am Cosette, Miss Annaliese Mitchell's contract with Warren Empire as the Model of Warren Hotel and Casinos still has three years remaining," Alice said as she handed me the requested contract.I quickly took it and read through it. I couldn't help but feel irritated upon seeing that Annaliese's contract here in Warren Empire indeed spanned three years. That meant I would have to endure three more years of her presence, and even though she's just a model here, there was still a possibility of us crossing paths and her meeting Yohan."Why do you want to know, Ma'am? And why are you asking for a copy of Miss Annaliese's contract?" Alice asked, looking sharp as she inquired about the contract and Annaliese.I gave Alice a sharp look when she questioned me about the contract and Annaliese. "I've given you your orders, Alice. Go back to your work and don't give me a headache."She quickly nodded and hastily left my office. Once Alice was out of my office, I leaned against my chair, mass

I had no choice but to take a cab home because I didn't see Yohan's car when I left my parents' house. I chuckled bitterly and felt even more hurt when I realized he had indeed left me here. I took a deep breath and left the place where I felt suffocated.I remained silent inside the cab, gazing out the window. I wondered if yelling at my father earlier was the right thing to do; I felt guilty about it. Despite being furious with Dad, it wasn't right for me to shout at him. Maybe I should just apologize to him later? For now, I need to deal with my husband who still hasn't acknowledged me. We need to have a proper and sincere conversation because I don't want this to drag on any longer, let alone escalate into months or, worse, years!Upon reaching home, I quickly entered the gate. Once inside, I immediately spotted Yohan's car in the garage, indicating he was already home. I rushed in, and in the dining area, I saw Flora wiping the table. I just smiled at her and hurried to our bedro