บททั้งหมดของ My Contracted Husband Is My Boss (Eng Ver.): บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Liliana’s Point of ViewI walked out of the department and headed straight for the elevator, immediately pressing the down button. I decided I would just explain everything through a text message instead.As soon as I exited the company building, I hailed a taxi to take me to Gerald’s boarding house. I got in, told the driver the address, and we were on our way.I texted my husband right away to let him know I was going out, so he wouldn’t worry. But I didn’t say where I was headed. Clever, right? I told him I’d be out, but didn’t say where exactly.Then my phone started ringing—Grandpa was calling, and I furrowed my brow. I had no idea where they had gone.I figured maybe he and Grandma were just out on a date, finally getting to enjoy the little things they missed out on when they were younger and too busy for each other.“Grandpa, what made you call? How’s your honeymoon with Grandma?”“What? Sweetheart, we’re not on a honeymoon.”I couldn’t help but chuckle quietly at his reaction

Two men in their fifties arrived at the airport, accompanied by the elder man’s son and a group of bodyguards assigned to protect them from any enemies. The older of the two men removed his sunglasses, scanning the surroundings with a sharp eye, while his son followed suit."I didn't know the Philippines could be this hot," Mateo muttered, frowning at the intense humidity. He glanced at his son, Theo, who was also taking off his sunglasses.What Theo didn’t say—what he wouldn’t dare confess to his father—was that he was excited, incredibly so. He hoped to see the woman he had once met by chance, the one who hadn’t left his thoughts since that accidental encounter. His father had no idea."I don't care. As long as I get to see my future fiancée, I don’t care about the heat. I just need to beat that guy and win her over," Theo said with conviction.Mateo gave a proud smile. "That’s my son. But are you absolutely sure you haven’t seen their daughter before?"Theo quickly shook his head.

Liliana’s Point of View“H-Huh?”In an instant, she felt his arms pull her body toward him. She chose to ignore the growing hardness pressed against her stomach.“Hubby, I’m still tired from what happened between us last night… I’m still sore.”“Don’t worry, I’ll be the one to move this time. You just stay still, okay?”Oh no, he really was unstoppable! She quickly placed her hands on his face to stop him from kissing her lips.“Hey! Hold on a second!”He paused and looked her straight in the eyes.“Hmm? What is it? Do you regret what happened? Was my performance not enough? Just tell me, I’ll take lessons if I have to.”“Eh? No! That’s not it. What happened last night only happened because of the beer you drank… nothing more. I was tipsy too. You know I get drunk easily—not like you who can hold your alcohol longer.”She saw his expression fall at her explanation, and her chest tightened in guilt.“Did I force myself on you, wife? I’m sorry. I won’t let it happen again.”He looked do

Liliana's Point of ViewI was somewhere, running, when my eyes fell upon two people ahead of me—a man and a woman, probably in their thirties.I watched as the man, whose face I couldn't quite make out, knelt down, and so did the woman.“Let’s go, Princess?” he asked me. I walked towards him and took his hand.“Okay, Daddy.”The woman also approached and took my other hand.“Are you excited to see your brother?”My brow furrowed at the woman's words, but instead of questioning it, I just nodded.“Baby Sister!”I looked ahead and saw a young boy’s smiling face looking at me. I immediately ran to him.Then, I remembered that my parents were with me. I looked back to where they had been standing, and my eyes widened—they were gone. I looked beside me, and the one who called me “Baby Sister” was also gone.“Who was that?”“Wife?”My eyes shot open. I immediately looked at the person waking me up and let out a sigh. I looked ahead, my brow furrowed as I realized I’d forgotten what I had ju

Liliana’s Point of ViewWe were working as usual when I noticed that Mirabelle seemed a little off. She wasn’t her usual self—irritable, moody—like she might be on her period or something. She looked like she could snap at any moment.“Jack,” I whispered.He immediately turned to me, glad he heard me the first time.“What’s up?”“I think the antagonist's in a bad mood today.”He glanced around, eyes scanning the room until they landed on Mirabelle. His expression shifted.“Damn,” he muttered under his breath.We were all taken aback when our department's very own muse suddenly cursed out loud. We froze, staring at her in disbelief. Even she seemed shocked by her own outburst and glanced around at us apologetically.“Ah, sorry,” she mumbled.We nodded slowly, pretending not to hear it, and returned our attention to our work. Jack and I exchanged a quick glance.“Even an antagonist has emotions too,” I said with a small smirk.Jack gestured subtly with his lips, motioning ahead of us, a