All Chapters of MR. CEO, Your Wife Is Back!: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Rebecca sat on the edge of her apartment bed, her hair still loose after she had taken out her hairpin. The light makeup that had been neatly applied earlier was beginning to fade, leaving a slight smudge of eyeliner in the corner of her eye. She stared at the small mirror on the dressing table, looking at her own reflection. Her thoughts drifted back to the past, two months before Nora returned—a night that still haunted her to this day.That night, the hotel ballroom was filled with laughter and formal conversation. The annual office gala was underway. Rebecca stood not far from Samuel, wearing an elegant knee-length black dress, her hair neatly pinned up. She looked professional like any other secretary, though deep down she felt a pang of bitterness—because in truth, she was Samuel Wilson’s wife.But no one knew. Only the two of them kept that secret. All others knew was that Nora was Samuel’s wife. Samuel was talking to a colleague from the overseas branch, a glass of wine in hi

Nine o'clock in the morning."Hurry up, Rebecca. I don't want to waste my time here," said Nora as she got out of the car, large sunglasses covering almost half of her face. She was wearing a tight white dress that immediately caught the attention of everyone in the boutique.Rebecca nodded slowly, her eyes heavy from only sleeping for two hours the night before. “Yes, Nora.”They entered the luxurious boutique that Samuel had booked the day before. The boutique’s interior was clean and elegant, and the staff greeted their arrival. The boutique owner approached them with a friendly smile.“Good morning. Can I help you?”Nora stepped forward confidently. “I’m Samuel Wilson’s wife. I’m looking for a wedding dress, an exclusive collection, not the standard ones.” Rebecca remained silent, standing slightly behind. She chose not to react. “Please proceed to the special fitting room, Madam,” the boutique owner said, escorting them to the VIP room. Nora walked ahead, then turned back.

Chapter 95The Castillo family's grand house seemed deserted when Rebecca arrived at the front yard. She got out of the car with a large bag containing Nora's wedding dress, which she had just picked up from the boutique. Her steps were light, though her face still bore traces of anger and confusion—all because of Samuel."Why was Samuel there?" Rebecca muttered softly as she pressed the doorbell.Shortly afterward, a maid opened the door. “Good afternoon, Miss Rebecca. Please come in.”“Thank you. Is Nora here?” Rebecca asked, entering the living room while carrying the large bag.“I’m sorry, Miss. Miss Nora hasn’t returned yet.”Rebecca nodded slowly, placing the large bag on the table.Footsteps were heard coming from the stairs. Aunt Alice appeared in a dark purple satin dress with her hair neatly pinned up. The woman’s face was full of judgment as she looked at Rebecca. “You finally came,” Alice said, folding her arms across her chest. “I thought you wouldn’t dare set foot in t

Chapter 97Samuel stood not far from the garden, hidden behind tall bushes. His body was stiff, his eyes fixed on Rebecca, who had just walked away from Liam."So... all this time Rebecca was pretending to love Liam? She lied to me... and Liam?" Samuel muttered softly, as if talking to himself.Samuel couldn’t process everything he’d just heard. About the canceled wedding, about Rebecca’s “free” mother, and about Rebecca’s feelings—that she didn’t love Liam. Rebecca’s final words hit him harder than any punch: —Yes, I still love Samuel.—Samuel wiped his face, then reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He dialed a number he knew by heart. “Bani,” he said quickly when the call connected. “Yes, Mr. Samuel?” Bani’s voice sounded firm as usual. “I want you to find out about someone.”“Ready. What should I do?” “Find out about Rebecca. Everything about her. Including her real relationship with Liam, and why Rebecca decided to call off her marriage to Liam Zayden.” “Al

The iron gate of the Wilson family residence slowly opened. The taxi stopped right in front of the main lobby. From inside, Sindy stepped out, adjusting the oversized hoodie she had just borrowed from Anthony. The back door of the taxi was still open; Anthony leaned down slightly.“I won’t come in with you, Sindy. This is your family’s territory,” he said softly.Sindy turned, giving him a faint smile. “Thank you for helping me get this far. I’ll let you know if I need anything.”Anthony nodded, then closed the taxi door. The car turned and left the driveway. Sindy took a deep breath—trying to compose herself before pressing the doorbell.Less than a minute later, hurried footsteps could be heard. The door swung open, revealing Mrs. Wanna with tear-filled eyes from worry.“Sindy!” she exclaimed. The woman immediately hugged her daughter tightly. “Oh my God, you’re finally home! Your phone has been off for days!”Sindy returned the hug, trying to smile so she wouldn’t look fragile. “I’