Semua Bab WIFE FOR 365 DAYS (ENGLISH VERSION): Bab 1 - Bab 10

"Ms. Manuela Iriz Ibañez, do you take Mr. Uno Juaquin Urquio to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest's words hung heavy, a prelude to a life irrevocably altered. Manuela, her heart a captive bird, knew this wasn't a choice, but a desperate gamble for her brother's freedom. A chilling bargain struck with the enigmatic Uno Juaquin Urquio, a mafia boss whose icy gaze held both danger and a strange, intoxicating allure. whisper, a breath against her ear, was a stark contrast to the solemnity of the occasion – "The priest is asking you, Manuela." Her eyes darted to the witnesses: Uno's grandfather, a stoic figure, and her seven-year-old brother, a silent plea in his wide eyes. The priest's patient query, "Ms. Manuela?", broke the tense silence. Her response, a barely audible "I do," was a surrender, a desperate plea whispered against the roaring tide of her fear. The ceremony, a stark contrast between

"What?! You want me to be your wife?!" Manuela exclaimed, her voice sharp with shock and disbelief. She stared at Uno, who remained impassive, his gaze unwavering."I guess you understand now what I want."Manuela wasn't sure if he was joking, but his seriousness was undeniable. She couldn't comprehend why he'd come to her company with such a bizarre proposition."Repeat that.""Fuck! Are you deaf? Can't you understand something so clearly stated? I had no idea Mr. Ibañez's eldest daughter could be so obtuse," Uno snapped, his irritation flaring. Manuela, simmering with anger, sat back, trying to regain her composure."For your information, Mr. Urquio, I'm neither deaf nor stupid. It's perfectly natural to react this way to your absurd proposal. Seriously? You're offering me a chance to be your wife for 365 days? To marry you...for what? You came to my company, not to discuss business, but to propose marriage? Are you serious, Mr. Urquio?" Manuela's incredulity was palpable. Uno

"Do mafia bosses have short fuses? He said he'd give me a week to consider, but now he wants to meet again? This man is driving me crazy!"Manuela was a whirlwind of anxiety in her office, pacing back and forth, her eyes constantly drawn to the clock. Her meeting with Uno was rapidly approaching.She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart."It's okay, Manuela. You still have a week to decide. He can't go back on his word; he should be a man of his word," she reassured herself, though the nervousness remained. The prospect of facing a mafia boss again was undeniably daunting."Manuela?"Suzie peeked into the office, then entered, carrying a glass of water."I brought you some water. You seemed really restless at JJ Lumbers," Suzie said, setting the glass down."Thank you, Suzie.""Is your restlessness because of the luncheon with Mr. Urquio?" Suzie asked gently.Manuela sighed. "Honestly, Suzie, I'm terrified, but I have no choice but to meet him. I just hope he doesn't

"That damn woman! How dare she talk back to me!" Uno complained during their drive."How was your conversation with Ms. Manuela, sir?""I hate her guts. I don't like women who talk back," Uno replied coldly, leaning back."She'll be your wife for 365 days, sir. But why her? You could marry Ms. Saireen," Santi Calíel, Uno's longtime consigliere, suggested. He served both the Urquio family and the Adama Crimson Mafia clan from Seattle."Saireen? She's annoying and clingy. I don't like attention-seekers, especially those infatuated with me.""Ms. Manuela fits the bill. She's strong-willed and doesn't love you. Conveniently, her father's debt provides leverage to make her your wife until Don Victorino transfers his wealth, sir," Santi explained, causing Uno to scoff."Is everything prepared for tomorrow?""Yes, sir, but are you sure about the legal route?""I have to. My grandfather's old, but we can't fake it. Once my father transfers his wealth, we'll file for an annulment. She'll pa

Manuela paced the living room, her brother Lucas watching from the dinner table."Annoying! That man's stressing me out!" she exclaimed, punching the air. Her frustration stemmed from Uno.Their last conversation was the source of her anxiety.FLASHBACK"When does your grandfather want to meet me?" Manuela asked, prompting Uno's intense gaze.She awaited his answer as he rose, adjusting his suit."I don't know. He just wants to meet you, but it's my grandfather we're talking about. It could be tomorrow, next week—just be ready," he said before leaving her office."He doesn't know?"END OF FLASHBACK"That jerk! Why doesn't he know when his grandfather wants to meet me? No warning? He said we needed to seem familiar to avoid suspicion, but what if it's tomorrow? Aish!" She mentally berated Uno."Manuela, are you okay?" Lucas asked, drawing her attention.Manuela composed herself, smiling as she sat."Yes, I'm fine. You haven't finished your dinner.""I was watching you, Manuela. Who are