All Chapters of MR. CEO, Your Wife Is Back!: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Rebecca swallowed hard, trying to calm herself. She knew that this situation could be dangerous. Reno, who had just called her “Mommy,” made her heart tremble violently.“I’m sorry, Mr. Samuel, I entered the wrong room.” She was about to turn around and leave, but Reno’s soft voice was heard again, stopping her steps.“Pretty Auntie… don’t go,” Reno said softly while trying to reach for her with his small, weak hand on the blanket.Rebecca closed her eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath. She turned around and walked toward Reno’s bed. Once she stood beside him, Rebecca froze, staring at her son’s pale face.“Why do you call me Auntie?” Rebecca tried to smile so she wouldn’t look nervous.Reno looked at her with sparkling eyes. “Because Pretty Auntie’s face looks so much like Mommy. It feels so familiar. When I see Auntie, it’s like I see Mommy.”Thump. Those words stabbed directly into Rebecca’s heart. She wanted to cry, to hug Reno tightly and scream that she was indeed the Mom

That night, Ellya had just changed into her sleepwear. She lay down on the bed in her apartment, pulled the blanket up to her chest, and tried to close her eyes. But sleep never came. At last, she reached for the phone on the nightstand.As the screen lit up, notifications from social media flooded her feed. Ellya scrolled briefly until her eyes froze on a post that made her heartbeat race.Someone had uploaded a photo of Samuel. The man was sitting on a nightclub sofa, his face flushed red, clearly heavily drunk. What hurt Rebecca, who now lived in Ellya’s body, even more was that Samuel was surrounded by several scantily dressed women. They laughed, teased, and even dared to touch his shoulder.Rebecca suddenly sat upright. “What is this, Sam?!” she muttered, her breath quickening. Her hand trembled as she gripped the phone. A hot wave rushed through her chest, not only anger but also a tormenting jealousy.She didn’t think about anything else. Without changing her sleepwear—just a

That morning, the sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains. Samuel slowly opened his eyes, his head felt heavy, throbbing from the alcohol last night. He groaned softly while rubbing his forehead.As his body moved slightly, Samuel realized something. There was a hand wrapped around his waist. His eyes widened instantly, his heartbeat quickened.He turned slowly and was shocked to see Ellya still lying beside him. The girl’s face looked calm, her eyes closed, her breathing steady. Samuel suddenly panicked, trying to recall what had happened the previous night.“Last night, what really happened?” he muttered quietly. Blurred fragments of memory appeared—Ellya supporting him at the club, Ellya’s voice guiding him, until he was carried away by the feeling that the woman was Rebecca.Samuel let out a heavy breath. “God, don’t tell me I—” He swallowed hard, hesitant to finish his own thought.At that moment, Ellya began to stir. Her eyelids opened slowly, and her gaze met Samuel’s

Sindy looked at her watch. Exactly twelve o’clock noon. She was already standing in front of the hospital with a pounding heart. Her face was covered with a mask, a black cap hiding part of her hair. She did not want anyone to recognize her.“Calm down, Sindy. Just a regular consultation,” she whispered to herself, then stepped inside.With careful steps, she went to the maternity floor. After making sure no one was paying attention, she immediately knocked on the doctor’s door.“Come in,” a voice from inside invited.Sindy slowly opened the door. A female doctor, about forty years old, looked at her warmly. “Please, sit down. How can I help you?”Sindy sat nervously. Her hands squeezed the small bag she carried. “Doctor… I want to talk about my pregnancy.”The doctor smiled gently. “Alright, have you taken a pregnancy test?”Sindy nodded slowly. “Yes. Positive, Doctor. But… I’m not ready. I came here to—” her voice lowered, almost inaudible, “—terminate it.”The doctor looked at her

Rebecca walked slowly along the hospital corridor. Her face was covered with a mask, and her hair was tied up casually so she wouldn’t stand out too much. Every now and then, she glanced to the left and right, afraid that someone might recognize her.When she passed the row of VIP rooms, her steps stopped in front of a door with a small nameplate that read Reno Wilson. Her breath caught. Her heart began to beat faster.Slowly, Rebecca moved closer to the small glass window on the door. From there, she could see clearly inside.Reno was leaning back on the bed, his eyes fixed on the screen of his phone as he played a game. Sometimes he chuckled, looking cheerful even though his body had not fully recovered.On the other side, Samuel sat on a chair with a laptop on his lap. His face was serious, his fingers busy typing. Every now and then he glanced at Reno, making sure the boy was fine.Rebecca gripped the door handle tightly, wanting so badly to enter. Her heart churned. “I want to hu