All Chapters of My Contracted Husband Is My Boss (Eng Ver.): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Liliana’s Point of View My eyes widened as I looked at Asher’s parents. Without thinking, I quickly covered my face, and Asher pulled me into a hug. Oh my God—he actually wanted this to happen! How could he be enjoying this so much? “Mom, why did you bring that camera?” he asked. “To make memories. Oh my God! This angle is so good!” his mom said, obviously delighted as she kept filming. I slowly peeked out from behind my hands. Oh no. “Baby Liliana, don’t be shy,” his mom cooed. Then she suddenly hugged me, which completely caught me off guard. “You better get used to this. This is how Mom is. She’s always wanted a daughter,” Asher whispered beside me. “Baby Liliana, don’t be shy with me,” his mom said again, her voice full of warmth. “I heard your grandparents were the only ones left with you. From now on, treat me like your mom, and treat my husband like your dad. We're a family now.” I froze at her words, biting my lip as tears welled up in my eyes. I had always dreamed of

Liliana’s Point of View Everyone was staring at me. I hadn’t even raised my wine glass yet. How could I? Both my hands were being held—one by Asher, the other by Gerald. I sighed deeply and decided to play along like I was completely drunk. Slowly, I closed my eyes and let my head drop forward, about to land on the table when someone gently caught me and leaned my head against their shoulder. It was then I realized—it was Asher. “Looks like Ms. Liliana is completely drunk,” someone commented. “I’ll take her home,” Gerald quickly offered. My fingers tightened around Asher’s hand, silently telling him not to let go. I didn’t want Gerald to take me. “Are you sure you’re okay to drive?” Asher asked, his tone calm but pointed. “You’ve been drinking too, haven’t you? Isn’t it dangerous to drive while intoxicated?” I thought he’d understand my hint. Apparently not—Asher wasn’t about to back down easily. “Who here hasn’t had a drink?” he continued. “And yet she’s the one who looks the

Third Person’s Point of View Gerald and Mirabelle arrived at her boarding house and quickly stepped out of the car. They went inside in a rush, and before Mirabelle could even close the door, their lips were already pressed together in a heated kiss. With her back against the door, Mirabelle reached behind her to shut it while still kissing Gerald. His hands roamed her body as he slowly undressed her, removing her top and then her bra. Soon, their clothes were scattered across the floor, both of them completely bare. “Come here, Mirabelle,” Gerald murmured as he sat on the sofa. Without hesitation, Mirabelle knelt in front of him and took him into her mouth. Her movements were fast, eager, sliding him in and out as Gerald leaned back, eyes closed in pleasure. But in that moment, Gerald’s thoughts drifted. He imagined Liliana instead of Mirabelle. Ever since Liliana had started looking more attractive, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. The guilt washed over him, but the fanta

Liliana’s Point of View I was staring blankly at him, still dazed from the kiss he gave me. His lips slowly pulled away from mine, and I blinked, trying to process what just happened. “W-Why did you kiss me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “You really tempt me, Honey,” he said, biting his lower lip right after. I blinked again, stunned. “Wait, what did I do?” “You licked the sauce off the corner of my mouth,” he answered. My whole body froze. Oh my God—I didn’t even realize I did that! “I’m sorry… I guess I’m just used to it.” His brows furrowed even deeper. He set his spoon and fork on the table, then gave me a look that made me sit up straighter. “Used to it with who, hmm?” He didn’t sound angry. But something about his tone felt… off. Like he was uncomfortable with the idea. “I just didn’t want to leave—” “Did you do that to your ex?” My eyes widened at his question. “What? No! I mean… wait, why do you sound affected?” “Because I’m your husband.” I closed

Liliana’s Point of ViewMy husband looked at me with concern, his hand gently holding mine in a tight grip. His eyes reflected unease about my decision, but I was firm in it. This was between me and Jessica—even if she didn’t recognize me now. Back then, I was nothing but a nerd in their eyes, someone invisible and unimpressive. None of them had ever seen my real face.“Wife,” Asher called softly.I turned to him and smiled before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. The gesture surprised him—I could tell by the way his eyes widened. Maybe that was the first time I’d ever kissed him like that on the lips.“Relax,” I whispered. “I know you’re good at teaching, and I learn quickly. I wouldn’t be a high-salary employee if I wasn’t smart.”He stared into my eyes, and after a moment, he exhaled a long breath and gave me a slow nod.“Alright, you’re allowed five minutes for some quick instruction,” he said gently.I smiled at him as he began showing me the basics—how to hold the gun, where to