Semua Bab My Contracted Husband Is My Boss (Eng Ver.): Bab 91 - Bab 100

Flashback...Liliana walked excitedly, gift in hand, towards the reception of the villa in Italy where she grew up. She was attending Asher's birthday party, and her heart raced with anticipation."Brother, do you think Asher will be happy with the gift I got him for his birthday today? I'm nervous because I’m worried he might not like it."Enzo furrowed his brow at her words."If he even tries not to accept your gift, I'll make him eat it. He'll probably like it because you personally made it for him."A smile tugged at Liliana's lips as she gazed at the gift she held. She noticed the line of children, mostly girls her age, presenting their gifts to Asher. After receiving each one, Asher handed them off to his butler without a second glance.Liliana bit her lip, her gaze shifting to the gift in her hands."He might not like the gift, just like how he treats their gifts as if they're something to be thrown away."Enzo turned to her, concern in his eyes."Baby sister, do you want to gi

Liliana’s Point of ViewI was still staring at the handkerchief when Asher’s hand gently landed over mine, wrapping both around the soft fabric. I looked up at him, surprised.“Wife, are you okay?” he asked softly.He took the handkerchief from my hand and tucked it into his pocket, his expression unreadable. There was something about that piece of cloth that made me feel… off, like I had briefly lost myself.“Uh, yeah… I’m okay. I just felt… a little sad all of a sudden. Did you buy that handkerchief? It’s cute,” I asked, trying to smile.“Someone gave it to me. It’s very special to me,” he replied, his eyes holding something deeper.I was surprised by his answer, but instead of feeling jealous or uneasy, my heart felt... oddly warm. What was happening to me?He gently held my hand, drawing my attention back to him.“Just look at my eyes,” he said. “Don’t think of anything else. Just me, okay?”I gazed into his eyes, and even if I tried to look away, I couldn't. His eyes were so mesm

Liliana’s Point of View I was still lying on the bed, unable to forget the woman who had thrown her arms around Asher earlier. My lips pressed into a tight line as frustration built inside me. I sat up slowly, my hands gripping the sheets. Damn it. I think I’m falling for him. When did that happen? I couldn’t even remember when it started. I never intended to develop any attachment. All of this was supposed to end when our one-year agreement expired. I buried my face in my hands, feeling the weight of the stress pressing down on my chest, and let out a deep, tired sigh. “Fine,” I whispered to myself. “I admit it. I’m starting to feel something for him. But it’s wrong. This isn’t supposed to happen. None of this is real… everything has an expiration date.” I sighed again, heavier this time. This was his fault. That man—if he hadn’t acted so sweet, so caring, if he hadn’t done all those little things that made me feel seen—I wouldn’t be in this mess. I bit my lip hard and placed a

Liliana's Point of ViewI held on tightly to Asher's arm as we walked down the hallway, and I couldn’t help but notice the huge smile on his face. He looked so proud, as if he had just won something valuable. When we finally reached the room where everyone else was, a deep voice welcomed us.“And here they are,” his father announced with a grin.“Sorry we took a while. I had to change clothes first,” I said politely.I scanned the entire room, and my gaze fell on Anne, who was sitting comfortably in one of the chairs. Huh? Even though she’s the daughter of the head maid, she’s getting special treatment? That’s odd.She looked at me from head to toe without any expression, and I mirrored her gaze just the same before turning to my grandparents.“Grandpa, Grandma? I didn’t know you were coming.”They both smiled warmly and quickly came to me.“How are you, dear?” my grandfather asked.“I’m fine,” I replied with a gentle smile.Suddenly, Anne stood up and began walking toward me, making

Liliana's Point of ViewI’m in Asher’s room now, still here in his mansion in Italy. I found myself placing a hand over my chest, overwhelmed by everything that happened earlier.I’ve fallen in love with him. Already. Isn’t it too soon? Maybe his flirty antics were just… too effective.I slowly sank to the floor and leaned against his bed, wrapping my arms around my knees.“This can’t be. A whole year still lies ahead of us…”“Wife?”I heard hurried footsteps—he must have run to find me. My eyes widened when I saw him—he was only wearing a bathrobe.“Why are you sitting on the cold floor?” he asked, concerned.I looked up at his face, then at the spot I was sitting on. Honestly, I was still adjusting to the climate here. Unlike the Philippines, where the sun scorches everything in sight, Italy had a chill even in daylight.So this was why the room didn’t have air conditioning—only a heater.“It’s really cold here, isn’t it?” I said softly.He nodded slowly. “Why didn’t you tell me you