Lahat ng Kabanata ng Secret affair with the billionaire : Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 137

~ Helen's POV ~My day started off like a gentle whisper in the wind, uncertain but expectant. Dr. Karen came in, her presence calm yet purposeful, ready to help me through my routine. Right behind her, Nurse Rava stepped in, her hands warm and steady as she supported me to my feet. My fingers curled around the cold metal of the walking rail Dr. Karen had brought in with her.Something felt different today.Something felt better.This time, the sharp pangs that used to shoot through my legs were quieter, like echoes fading in a distance. The numbness I used to feel in my knees and feet seemed lighter, like they'd finally remembered how to belong to me again. There was life in them…..real life. Not just a flicker. It felt as though my legs had awakened from a deep, reluctant slumber and were now surging with a kind of strength I hadn’t felt in forever. Twice as strong. Twice as determined.“You're doing well,” Dr. Karen said, her voice rich with approval.Oh, yes I am.That affirmation

~ Helen’s POV ~“Were you expecting someone?” Ashley’s voice echoed softly across the room as she stepped in, her brows slightly raised in curiosity.Yes.Yes, I am.I’m expecting Sebastian.I know it’s not even close to the end of the day yet, but my heart aches to see him. It’s ridiculous how much I miss him already. His presence has this way of filling the air—warm, steady, and unshakable. Without him, the room feels heavier, the silence louder.“No, no,” I lied without hesitation, my voice sounding far too casual.Another tiny notch added to my silent chart of half-truths and unspoken feelings.I hate that I have to lie about things I shouldn’t need to hide. We love each other—so why is there this unspoken rule to keep it in the shadows? What’s so wrong about wanting to see the person who makes my heart feel alive?I can’t even confide in Ashley, she's my only family…..my own sister, but I can't speak of it to her….not really. Not because I don’t trust her, but because I don’t wan

~ Sebastian’s POV ~Shit.Going to the hospital now will only raise Mom’s suspicions. She’ll start asking questions….questions I can’t afford to answer.I glance at the time again. 5:15 p.m. Already too late to make a detour without delaying the rest of the evening. If I ask the driver to divert now, I’ll not only push us behind schedule, but I’ll also have to come up with some excuse for why.I let out a long, controlled breath and sink deeper into the leather seat. The supple material molds against my back, but the comfort does nothing to ease the tension pressing against my ribs.Tomorrow. I’ll see her tomorrow.At least, that’s what I tell myself. Maybe tomorrow I’ll have better control over my day…..less chaos, fewer interruptions.But my heart isn’t buying it. It feels heavier than it should, weighed down by the sharp ache of wanting something I already own…..not tonight, at least.The board meeting took way longer than I expected. From how much this meeting held, it shows tomor

~ Sebastian's POV ~“It’s good to finally have dinner with y’all again,” Mr. Moreau said cheerfully, his voice carrying the warmth of someone who had been waiting for this reunion far too long.“Yes, yes. The last time we had dinner together was almost ten years ago,” my mom replied, her words laced with grace, as though she had rehearsed them for this very evening.I sat quietly, my fork resting on the edge of my plate, eyes lowered. I had barely said a word since we arrived. My body was here at this long dining table, but my mind—my mind was elsewhere, longing to see Helen. Every second felt like an eternity without her.The silverware clinked gently as I picked at the broccoli on my plate with what I hoped looked like prestige, though truthfully, I had no appetite.“Sebastian, how are you doing, dear? You’re so grown now,” Mrs. Moreau asked suddenly, her voice breaking through my fog of thoughts.I lifted my eyes to her, forcing a polite smile. Is she just seeing me now? Of course