My Contracted Husband Is My Boss (Eng Ver.) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 181 - チャプター 190

Shana’s Point of ViewDamn. Damn. Dammit.I can’t be wrong.He’s the man I slept with that night.Flashback…His lips trailed along my neck, sending shivers down my spine as my eyes fluttered shut. My body felt heavy, warm, and dangerously sensitive. The drug we had taken was supposed to fade quickly, but right now, I was still caught in its lingering haze… and in him.“Yes… I want you…”Our eyes met, and for a moment, everything else disappeared. I found myself staring into his eyes, drawn in, unable to look away. My gaze drifted down to the sharp line of his nose, then to his lips… lips that looked far too tempting.I felt him press a soft kiss against my forehead. My hands rested against his chest, and that was when I noticed it. A scar. Faint, but unmistakable. It looked like it came from an old operation.Before I could think further, his lips found mine again, moving slowly, then deeper, more demanding. My breath hitched as his kisses trailed down my neck, making me cling to him

Shana’s Point of ViewI could barely focus on the food in front of me. The noise of the cafeteria faded into a distant hum, like waves crashing far away, indistinct and unimportant. Every bite felt tasteless, forced, as though I was only eating out of habit rather than hunger. My attention kept drifting back to the man sitting across from me.There was something about him that unsettled me. It was not just his presence, but the way it lingered, pressing against my senses, making it hard to breathe normally. I could not explain it, and that only made it worse.With a quiet sigh, I pushed my tray slightly away, realizing I had barely eaten anything. That alone should have bothered me. I was not someone who wasted food, not someone who left meals unfinished. Yet here I was, standing up and gathering my tray as if escaping was more important than staying.I walked ahead without looking back, placing my tray in the return area before heading straight out of the cafeteria. I needed air. I n

3rd Person’s Point of ViewFlashback…Theo stepped out of the bathroom, casually drying his hair with a towel. But the moment his eyes landed on the bed, his movements halted. A faint crease formed on his forehead as realization slowly sank in.The woman who had been with him the entire night… was gone.For a brief second, he simply stood there, as if trying to process what had just happened. Then his gaze shifted toward the door. It was still closed, untouched. No signs of anyone leaving through it.His eyes narrowed slightly before drifting toward the window.A quiet suspicion rose within him.He walked toward it, each step unhurried yet deliberate. When he reached the glass, he looked down just in time to see a figure hastily running toward a car parked outside. The woman did not even hesitate as she climbed in and drove off.A faint, almost amused smile tugged at his lips.“Interesting woman,” he murmured under his breath.He let out a slow breath, but as he did, his hand instinct

Third Person’s Point of ViewTheo stood silently beside the hospital bed, his sharp eyes fixed on the lifeless patient lying before him.“So it really is a sign of Via Drugs…”His expression darkened as he examined the body carefully.Red patches covered the man’s skin, spreading across his neck and arms like a violent allergic reaction. Even in death, the terror and suffering remained visible on his face. His lips were slightly parted, as if he had spent his final moments desperately struggling to breathe.Theo slowly narrowed his eyes.“When did he die?”“One the way to the hospital, doctor. He passed away inside the ambulance.”Theo nodded faintly.“Hmm… what about his family? Any cases related to the Via Virus?”The nurse shook her head.“None, doctor. He’s the only one.”Theo fell silent for a moment before speaking again.“Bring him to the morgue.”“Yes, doctor.”The medical staff carefully stepped back and prepared the body for transport while Theo walked toward the exit.Outsi

Shana's Point of View“Please, Doc Liam.”Doc Liam looked at me for a long moment before finally giving a slow nod. There was curiosity in his eyes, mixed with suspicion, but he chose not to ask questions yet.“You’re interesting, Intern Shana. You don’t seem scared at all. Stay here and handle things for now. We’ll talk later. I’ll call the doctor assigned to him first.”I quietly nodded, trying to keep my expression calm as he walked out of the room.The moment the door closed, silence swallowed the morgue once again.I turned my attention to the man lying on the metal table. The fluorescent lights above us flickered faintly, making his pale skin look even colder.Slowly, I walked toward him.“Wake up,” I whispered. “I know you’re already awake.”His eyes suddenly flew open.He gasped sharply and looked around the room in panic, his chest rising and falling rapidly as if he had just escaped death itself. He immediately sat up and touched his body frantically, checking his arms, ches