All Chapters of Falling In Love with my Cold Billionaire Husband: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Eloise’ POVThe plane had just touched down at the airport. The trip yesterday lasted almost fifteen hours. My limbs were already stiff, but I hardly noticed because of the man beside me.I smiled when I saw Sebastian’s eyes still closed. He really came with me back to the Philippines.I know I’m still keeping a few things from him. But it feels good—comforting—to know that now, our feelings for each other are finally clear.For the first time in my life, someone chose me… simply because I was me.Moments later, the pilot announced that we could begin to disembark. I tapped Sebastian’s cheek gently to wake him.He groaned and slowly opened his eyes.“We’re here,” I whispered.Sebastian smiled immediately, his eyes fixed on me.“If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up.”I blinked, needing a second to process what he’d said—then I smiled and lightly smacked his arm.“You’re unbelievable! Stop sweet-talking and get up—we’re leaving!”He chuckled, the sound deep and warm.I turned awa

Someone’s POV – Years AgoYoung Sebastian stepped out of his father’s black car. He was only five years old then, far too young to fully grasp what was happening.“Come on. Let’s go inside,” said Salazar Whitmore, Sebastian’s father.Sebastian looked up at the building before him. It was much smaller than their mansion, and on top of it hung a large sign.“Angel’s Orphanage,” he whispered.Even with his young mind, he already had an idea of what an orphanage was. But why was he here? Why did his daddy bring him?His gaze shifted to the playground where several children were laughing and playing. A small smile tugged at his lips. He had his own playground at home, but there was something heartwarming about seeing kids so full of joy.“Sebastian!”He looked up again. His father was already at the entrance, brow furrowed. Sebastian quickly followed him inside.Even indoors, the place was filled with children. Some older than him, others his age. But what really caught his eye were the tw

Eloise’s POV“You will never be someone, Eloise.” Now I understand what she meant. Now I know what she knew.But how?How did she know about Ellaine?Ellaine had been dead for years. How could Mildred have known about my sister?“You should follow him, Eloise. Explain it better to Sebastian,” Mother Celine urged.I sighed.She was right. I knew it wouldn’t be easy for Sebastian to accept the truth. Especially after Mildred had likely deceived him.I stood up.“I’ll be back, Mother.”She nodded, so I walked out of the room.Sebastian was no longer in the hallway, so I quickened my pace. And when I turned the corner, I saw him standing in front of the elevator, waiting for the doors to open.“Sebastian!”He turned around at the sound of my voice.He sighed when he saw me.“Where are you going?” I asked.He looked back at the elevator doors.“I need to talk to her, Eloise. I need to know why.”“If anyone can give you the truth, it’s me, Sebastian. Ellaine is my sister!” I insisted.“The

Sebastian’s POVI rushed out of the orphanage as soon as I got the call.Marcus had just informed me that my father was in the hospital. He collapsed during a board meeting and was rushed there immediately.I shook my head in disbelief and jumped into the car, speeding straight to the hospital.I swear, something about this felt wrong.Dad might have always been hard on me, but that didn’t mean I didn’t care. And this incident—it didn’t make any sense. My father was one of the healthiest men I knew. He prioritized his well-being above everything else. That was why he’d practically handed all business responsibilities over to me. And now, this?Something wasn’t right.As soon as I arrived at WMH, I headed straight to his hospital room. It was located in the VVIP wing on the top floor—a floor reserved exclusively for the Whitmore family.Marcus was already waiting by the elevator. Together, we walked down the corridor toward my father's room."Sir, they're already inside," Marcus inform

Sebastian’s POVI didn’t leave my father’s side. I stayed seated beside him, watching his pale, motionless body.I didn’t know why the strange feeling in my chest wouldn’t go away.My father had his own way of showing love. In fact, I hadn’t really felt it since I was a child.He even sent me to an orphanage just because his mistress asked him to.But I couldn’t deny that he never truly abandoned me. He always had reasons for what he did.Marcus waited quietly outside, respecting my silence. A few minutes later, a soft knock tapped against the door. It opened slightly, revealing Dr. Armand—our family physician and the best in the hospital. He wasn’t alone; several other doctors followed, and I knew they were among the best too. I made sure only the most capable and trustworthy professionals would look after him.“Mr. Whitmore,” he greeted respectfully. “I wanted to update you on your father’s condition.”I stood. “Go ahead.”He walked in with a tablet in hand, scrolling through severa