Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's True Wife (English Version): Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

“Huh, have you been there for a while? What do you mean by that question?” Lejandro asked in surprise. “I just heard that you were talking to someone, and you suddenly ended the call. So I asked because you didn’t answer my question right away,” Raquel replied. Who could he have been talking to? Why did he look so shocked when I asked? Raquel wondered silently while carrying Baby Claveria in her arms. “That was nothing, my dear wife. Just an acquaintance I happened to meet. We exchanged numbers, and that’s who I was talking to earlier. I was just surprised when you and Baby Claveria suddenly appeared,” Chris (Lejandro) explained at length. “Oh, I see. I’m sorry, my husband. I suddenly doubted you.” “It’s alright, my dear wife. How was your shopping with Baby Claveria?” Chris (Lejandro) asked while secretly ending the call on his phone. “By the way, my wife… I’ll be leaving later. I just have somewhere to go.” “That’s fine. Be careful. I don’t think you’re doing anything bad wh

“Is it really my child who lies here?” The voice was hoarse, trying to hide the trembling emotion. Her eyes were already brimming with tears as Raquel sadly, yet emotionally, asked Madam Borra. Madam Borra remained silent. But on her face, the nightmare she had hidden many times was evident. The pain and sorrow she felt because of the sudden turn of events were clearly written on her expression. “My God…” she whispered. If you only knew what I went through… After such a long time searching for Lucifer, Madam Borra only later discovered that Lucifer had died in a tragic hit-and-run. Until now, Madam Borra’s men are still searching for the one who did that to Lucifer. She learned that news from a couple who had seen Lucifer lying in the middle of the highway. It was as if fate had arranged their meeting. And because the couple thought Madam Borra was a dangerous person—since unknown people had been repeatedly searching for them—the couple chose to say that the child had died and th

Raquel stood alone in their room, gazing out at the land of the Boraques. The vast grounds were bathed in the soft light of the full moon, illuminating the beautiful gardens and the expansive estate. But… how could I enjoy this beauty, this serene environment, when my eldest child is gone? she murmured, her eyes meeting those of her youngest child with Lejandro. “Why did this happen?! Why is it that the one I hated most of all is the one who has returned to my life! Is fate orchestrating all of this, or has he planned everything for his own desire?” she said calmly and gently, though her heart was full of anger and frustration toward Lejandro. A knock on the door pulled Raquel from her deep, emotional thoughts, leaving her alone in the vast room with only Baby Claveria by her side. Raquel walked slowly toward the door, each step tinged with anxiety. Little did Lejandro know, her memories had returned. She didn’t know how she would face him. In the quiet of the night, every sound

Raquel slowly stood up, carefully removing Lejandro’s arms wrapped around her body, making sure not to create any sound that might wake him. And she succeeded in escaping his embrace—gently, without leaving any trace of disturbance. She immediately walked toward the window of their room. From there, she saw a young man still sitting on his motorcycle—silent, as if he had been waiting for a long time. As Raquel watched the young man, she felt a deep sense of unease—like she might know the boy standing in front of the Boraque Mansion. Her heart started beating rapidly. It felt as if a long-hidden memory was slowly awakening in her mind. "What is this feeling? I can’t explain it, but there’s something strange that I feel. It’s like a force is pulling me back to my past." As Raquel stared at the young man, he was also looking at her—the same boy who had been outside the mansion for quite some time. The shock was evident in the young man’s eyes when he realized that the woman peekin

"Give back the necklace that belongs to me," Alexander said calmly, yet with certainty, to Lejandro. "Take it and open the clasp in front of me so I can be sure that you are truly the owner of this necklace!" "Uhmmm! How am I supposed to open that clasp? No matter how many times you try to force it open, it won’t work. I hope my excuse works so I can leave this place," Alexander thought to himself. "No matter what you do or what I do, Mister—it won’t open," he insisted. Lejandro stared directly at the young man while thinking, Is this kid fooling me? Or does this clasp really not open? Uhmm… He slightly frowned, as if trying to read the intentions of the person in front of him through every movement and word. But before he could process his doubts, Alexander suddenly spoke again. His voice was firm, yet carried a hint of nervousness, interrupting Lejandro’s thoughts and pulling his attention back to the present. "It’s already late for someone like me, a young man. Why don’t you j