Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forced Marriage of An Arrogant Heir: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

 “Wait, I'll tell my servant to deliver the drinks.”Rafael immediately picked up the cell phone and called his waiter.Not long after, several cans of alcoholic drinks were delivered by several waiters.With a bargaining approach, they finally reached an agreement that satisfied all parties.Rafael pulled Aiyana's hand to get out of there.“Throw them into the sea after they're all asleep!” Rafael ordered his servants.“Yes, Mr. Rafael!”They walked back to the cafe.“Thank you, Mr. Rafael. I really don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come.”“Why hasn't your friend arrived yet?”Aiyana was silent and decided not to answer. She couldn't tell Rafael the details about Edward and Emily either.Suddenly an embarrassing sound came out of her stomach.Crunch! Crunch!“Oh my, this is so embarrassing,” Aiyana sa

Edward woke up slowly in the hospital infirmary. His vision was blurry as he tried to recognize his surroundings. The clean white bed, the distinctive smell of antiseptic, and the sound of medical machines were the backdrop to the quiet morning. As he tried to move his body, Edward felt the pain slamming into him. His body felt weak and wrapped in bandages.After a while of adjusting, his memory returned. The accident, Emily being trapped in the car, and his promise to take responsibility.He had forgotten about Aiyana still being at the Cafe or where the pregnant woman was at the moment.Edward could only hope that Aiyana had returned home and everything was okay.With a heart full of worries, Edward looked at the bed next to him. There, Emily lay motionless. Her face was still pale, and she remained unconscious with several medical devices attached to her body and a monitor monitoring the girl's weak heartbeat.Slowly Edward stood up

“I-I don't know, Dad.” Melinda answered awkwardly with a trembling voice.Seeing that, Bayu immediately interjected, “He was present for a while and then left because there was urgent business at the hotel.”“Urgent? What's more important than his family?” Achmed began to feel anger gathering in his chest.Melinda tried to smile and greet them warmly, though her heart was still weighed down by feelings of sadness and disappointment. “Thank you, Mom, Dad. We are very grateful for your support and presence here.”Afgan's father stepped closer to the peacefully sleeping baby. “Our grandson was born, huh? How is he?”Melinda was overwhelmed by the happiness on her father-in-law's face. “Yes, Dad. He is the most beautiful gift in our lives.”They continued to congratulate and talk about the wonderful moment they had just experienced. Melinda tried to enjoy the company, but th

“What do you want to give me?” Afgan shot a glare at the beautiful nurse in front of him.“A videotape that will definitely make you very surprised.” The nurse, whose name was Fiona, kept looking around Afgan's luxurious office.Afgan understood people who used to blackmail and tempted by luxury. His nimble hand immediately wrote a fantastic amount into a bucket of check paper in front of him and signed it.“That should be enough. Give me the tape!” Afgan exclaimed as he handed over the check. His firm and loud voice made Fiona jerk back.“I-I... have a condition!”“Tell me!” Afgan lowered the tempo of his voice and clenched both hands tightly.“I want to work in an office. It's been my wish for a long time to work in a fancy company. I-It was my mother who wanted me to become a nurse.” Fiona spoke with a trembling voice. The girl did not dare to look at Afgan who, altho

“No! Bik Minah!”Brak!Afgan felt like his spine was broken. The pain of the wooden beam hitting his small body.He could feel the searing heat and hear the sound of small explosions. The scene grew darker, until Afgan felt as if he was drowning in a sea of fire.He vaguely saw in the flames Adelia waving with a warm smile. Next to her was Bik Minah and on the other side was Adelia's father.“No! Don't leave me!” Afgan shouted frantically.Afgan woke up with a gasp, his body covered in cold sweat. The morning sun shone brightly through the window of his spacious bedroom. He sat bolt upright in bed, still struck by the nightmare he had just experienced.His heart was racing, and his face was pale. His nightshirt was also stained with sweat. Afgan tried to push the shadows of the dream from his mind, but the memories of the extravagant events in his house continued to haunt him. The licking flames, the panic, and