CEO's Forbidden Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

Lucas rubbed his forehead and shook his head. "What are you saying, Grandpa? I’m too tired for this nonsense. Some of us are running a company now." He threw his tie on the bed, pulled off his shirt halfway, and disappeared into the bathroom. The cold water running down his skin did little to calm the storm in his head.******************It was morning already, Elizabeta yawned and got up. She stretched and walked quietly toward Monica’s room, something she did every morning. It was a little routine the two of them had started. She tapped gently on the door, expecting the familiar response.Nothing.She pushed it open. “Good morning, Grandma! I woke up before you today, I win!” she teased, walking over to the curtains and pulling them open.Still no response.Frowning, she turned back to the bed and walked over. “Grandma, come on, wake up already.” She nudged Monica’s arm. Her body didn’t move. Elizabeta nudged her harder. “Please wake up, Grandma.”Still. Still like never before.He

Her eyes blinked slowly, adjusting to the dim room as her senses returned one after the other. She tried to lift her hands, but they wouldn’t move. Her throat felt sore, her lips dry and cracked."What am I doing here?" she asked, her voice not audible enough. She wanted to sound firm, confident, but the tremble in her voice betrayed her.The man standing near the far end of the room took slow, deliberate steps toward her. His presence filled the space even without words. It wasn’t loud or showy, it was the kind that made you sit up straighter without knowing why."I assume you already know who I am," he began. "I’m not one for long speeches, I don’t joke with my time. I ask, you answer. That’s how this goes. Clear?"She nodded. Her lips quivered as though unsure whether to move or stay still. Her voice refused to come out again, but her head moved fast in agreement."Good. Now tell me what happened the night of your friend’s wedding. I want every detail. From the beginning. Don’t sk

“No! No! We had this conversation already. I told you I didn’t want to have any child, not now, maybe not ever.” Andrew’s voice shook as it filled the room. His hands balled into fists, and without thinking, he hit the wall beside him. The loud thud startled Elizabeta, who had already been bracing herself for his reaction.“I forgot, Andrew. It wasn’t intentional,” she said quickly, her voice low and unsure. “It was supposed to be my safe period… I thought I was fine. But it happened. I didn’t even realize until recently.”His shoulders rose and fell as he took deep breaths, trying to keep the frustration from spilling further. “We only had unprotected sex once, and you told me you took a pill the next morning.”“I didn’t. I missed it.” Her eyes were now trained on the floor. “It’s okay if you want nothing to do with it. I can raise this baby alone.”He didn’t say anything else. He hit the wall again, then turned and walked out of the room. Moments later, the sound of the main door ec

“Are you going to watch me all day, or will you help arrange the seats? Night's coming, and my customers will be arriving soon,” Antonia called out, struggling to keep her face serious. But the warmth on her cheeks betrayed her. Hours ago, she had said yes to courting Samson, and now he wouldn't stop staring at her like she was the only thing left in the world. She adjusted the chairs, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.He smirked. “I don’t mind staring at you all day. You are so perfect.”Her blush deepened, and she tried to hide it by fussing over a dusty table.Just then, a car pulled up in front of the bar. The engine stopped, and the doors opened softly. Antonia turned her head toward the street, and her smile faded instantly.Grandpa Lu stepped out first, followed by Jeffery. The older man held a fashion stick but didn’t need it much. Jeff looked uncomfortable, scanning the place.“Grandpa, what are we doing in a local bar?” he asked, with a confused tone. “We don’t have

"I just can’t sit and watch him keep believing Jeff isn’t his son," Amaya said. Her eyes were set ahead, but her hands were fidgeting with the edge of her scarf. "And Lucas... he deserves to know his real father. To bond with him, to have that connection. I know it’s going to shake everything, but I’m ready. I’ve carried this secret too long, and it is weighing me down."Her sister looked at her with both sadness and understanding. "You’re doing the right thing. It was always going to come out. The truth never stays buried forever. Don’t worry, I’m here, and I’m ready to face whatever comes with it."Amaya reached out and held her sister’s hand gently, then leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on it before resting her forehead there. Tears welled in her eyes."I’m so sorry," she whispered. "I dragged you into this whole mess. If I could rewind time... I would do things differently. I never wanted this to go this far. I didn’t think Morris would hold to his word. I thought he would fo