All Chapters of The Mistress(English Version): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“There’s no other way. I have to save my child,” she said to Frank. “When are we getting married?” Lorain asked Frank seriously. “Soon. I’m already preparing everything,” Frank replied. Frank immediately approached Lorain to help her stand. He offered his hand, and Lorain quickly accepted it. Frank gave a slight smile at Lorain’s quick agreement. “Come now, Lorain. I’ll take you to your room,” Frank said. Lorain walked hesitantly, glancing around as if hoping to see or hear Shane. But she heard and saw nothing until they reached her assigned room. As they entered, Lorain was surprised and amazed. The room looked like a garden. The curtains, pillows, and furnishings were all leafy-themed—like a paradise. “Are you wondering why the room looks like this?” Frank asked Lorain. Lorain simply looked at him and quietly sat on the nearby chair. “Rest here while we wait for our upcoming wedding,” Frank said. As soon as Frank left, he locked the door from the outside so Lorain could

Frank and Lorain's wedding day is fast approaching, while Winson and Carlo remain busy searching for Shane and Lorain. Meanwhile, Lorain's friend, Rica, had already seen Lorain with her own eyes—but she had no idea they were actually missing. “Where can I find Winson? Maybe I can ask him where Lorain is… or maybe Carlo? They might know who that man with her was, and why she was wearing a mask,” Rica muttered to herself as she scrolled through her contacts, looking for Carlo’s number. While Lorain and Shane were chatting happily, Lorain happened to glance at Frank. “He’s not so bad after all,” she whispered to herself. “My child actually seems safe with him.” Tomorrow is Frank and Lorain’s wedding. "Do we still need to attend? Or should we just keep searching for my child?" Lorain asked Ricca, her voice weak and filled with confusion. "What do you mean you’re backing out now?! We already planned everything! I’ve prepared everything we need, and now you’re telling me you’re quittin

Winson glanced slightly at Ricca, thinking of what he should say in response to her question. "What should I even say to her question?" Winson paused for a moment as he walked, then thought of something to say to Ricca. "I was thinking what time we should go to the wedding tomorrow. I’ve changed my mind. I want to come with you tomorrow,” Winson said, though he still sounded hesitant. “Are you serious about what you just said? What if later on, you back out again, and we end up fighting all over again?” Ricca said to her husband. He simply nodded and replied, “Where’s the outfit I’m supposed to wear tomorrow?” "Looks like you’re the one more excited between the two of us, huh? What’s going on, just asking?” she teased with a smile, then hugged her husband tightly. Winson returned the hug, though his thoughts were still with Lorain and the wedding happening tomorrow—his wife’s wedding. He let out a deep sigh, which Ricca noticed but chose to ignore. “If I respond to him

“Lorain, wake up—we have to escape while Frank is still fast asleep.” “How? I can’t stand up. I feel so weak,” Lorain said sadly to Carlo. Because of this, Carlo carried her—but he forgot that she was naked, causing her bare body to be exposed to him. “I’m sorry, Lorain. I didn’t mean for this to happen!” It turned out that what Frank made Lorain drink was a prohibited drug, which is why she ended up agreeing to sleep with him. Up to now, Lorain still felt the same—like she still wanted to taste a man. “Where are you taking me, Carlo? I don’t want to go with you. I want to be with my child before I leave this place. Please, Carlo, just leave me here. Let us be. And tell Winson not to look for Shane anymore—he’ll be safe here,” said Lorain while Carlo was carrying her. Because of what Lorain said, Carlo left her again. He didn’t say another word and left the place before Frank could wake up. Meanwhile, Carlo called Winson so they could talk in private and he could reveal everyth

Ricca is actually the real name of Winson’s original wife! Was this just a coincidence, or did fate deliberately give my friend and his wife the same name? That was what Lorain was thinking at that moment. Meanwhile, Frank had already arrived at the Francy Club. His men, whom he ordered to clean the entire place, were also there. The wedding would be held there. “We won’t invite anyone else, just ourselves,” he told his trusted men. Ricca noticed this as she observed from afar. She could clearly see Frank’s men cleaning inside and outside the Francy Club. “But where is Lorain? Why isn’t she with them? Where could she have left Lorain and the child?” she wondered when she saw a motorcycle stop near the entrance of the Francy Club. It looked armed, and at any moment it could kill whoever came out first. “Who could this person be?” she nervously asked herself. “Boss, it looks like someone is watching you,” said one of his men. Frank didn’t respond because he already expected this t