The Billionaire's Hidden Triplets のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

—Mabel—Sometimes, I wonder why I'm always defensive, even towards people who haven't hurt me before.Then I realized it was because the people I once trusted betrayed me without looking back.I led Tom Marlow downstairs to Allwell's driveway, but refused to get into his car. Instead, I opted for mine.“I'll see you at the Elysian Table,” I muttered before slipping into my car.The restaurant was gradually becoming my favorite.Through the rear mirror, I watched him climb into his car, and we melted into the streets of Washington.The afternoon sun shone relentlessly, bathing the city with its warmth.A valet surged forward and opened my door as we arrived at the restaurant. I climbed down from the car and watched Tom alight his.I was still holding the bouquet. I set it down as we sat down at the table.A waitress stood by, a practiced smile on her lips. “Welcome to Elysian Table. What may I offer you?”“A glass of apple juice,” I said, and she turned her attention to Tom.“I'm okay.

—Ruth—Fireworks exploded in my head as his lips met mine, a moan slipping from my lips.I closed my eyes and kissed him back. Our lips met, moved, and dissolved in a timeless rhythm. Warmth surged through me as his hand found my waist.My heart pounded.My knees buckled and I leaned into him.Kyu-hun deepened the kiss... every movement, every brush of his lips, sending a shiver down my spine.The world drifted away, leaving only the two of us... the sound of our breathing and the undeniable heat between us.Then he scooped me into his arms and stepped into the house, kicking the door shut.I directed him to my bedroom. And gently, he lowered me onto the bed.What happened next?Well, I can't quite remember.It was a blur of passion.Except in those stolen, breathless moments... nothing else mattered.Just the two of us tangled in the sheets, lost in a world we'd created— where time stood still, and love spoke louder than words.We drifted to sleep in each other's arms.In his arms—I

—Alec—Life is not by justification....A few days ago, I invited my best friend all the way from South Korea to Washington D.C. to help me win over Mabel Parker.Guess who ended up falling hard— leaving his student behind?Yes, Kyu-hun.Yesterday, they'd gone on their first date, and he spent the night at her place.Then he was back this morning whistling like someone who just won a lottery, after texting earlier, imploring that I reach out to some of my elite friends. He was planning to throw an auction party for her.And I was proud of him.I wasn't jealous.Except Kyu-hun wouldn't stop talking about how amazing she was.“Good for you,” I muttered, looking across the estate.We were at the poolside, enjoying the scenery of the sunset over a bottle of wine.Kyu-hun practiced backstrokes in the pool while I sat on the lounger— my thoughts reeling with how unlucky I was.“I stopped at a jewellery store this morning,” he continued. “It's a shame I didn't remember her ring size.”I look

(Warning ⚠️: Explicit content ahead.)—Mabel—I slowed before the double doors and pushed them open.The cool night air brushed against my skin as I stepped onto a lonely balcony. The scent of jasmine and white roses filled my nostrils, just before I sighted a garden below opposite a small pond.Two swans floated silently across the pond, their white feathers glowing like porcelain under the moonlight. One—clearly the male, flared his wings, puffed out his chest, and dipped his head low in what looked like a choreographed routine towards the female.At first, the female, unimpressed, drifted away with graceful indifference. But he trailed her persistently, repeating the display with a more seamless flair.Seconds passed, then she turned back towards him and touched her beak to his side. She fell into rhythm beside him, and they moved in elegant tandem across the pond.Who did the female swan remind me of? Me?!Surely the universe wasn’t staging my love life on a moonlit pond.I broke

—Mabel—Tuesday evening came like a whirlwind.One moment I was in my office, staring at the paper Alec Rivera left in my hand—the next I was home adjusting my makeup before the vanity in my bedroom.The children were back from school and were currently observing siesta in their room. Done with my makeup, I did a 360 in front of the mirror.For the evening, I wore a stunning satin emerald-green gown, the bodice delicately embroidered with sequins, and the skirt flowing elegantly to the floor in a mermaid silhouette.Drop earrings coated with emeralds and diamonds, and a gold bracelet added the right touch of refinement.My hair was styled in a loose fishtail braid, and I finished the look with nude Jimmy Choo stilettos and a gold purse covered in metallic beads to match my earrings.“Perfect!” I smiled to myself, and headed out.“Bless my soul! I hope he remembers to breathe!” Mrs. Chukwuemeka gasped as I appeared at the top of the stairs.She didn’t just know I had a date—she knew