บททั้งหมดของ Mrs. Guevarra: The Rejected Wife: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

It had been five years since Anna and Dalton got married. Anna is now a licensed lawyer, fighting in court, laser-focused on career. A powerful woman in the legal scene. Her marriage is the least of her worries. Dalton, as reported by the family, also finished his Masters in Business. He managed to improve their business overseas. A rising figure in the business landscape, or so the papers say. Neither attended the other’s graduation. She never bothered contacting Dalton after her discovery. He didn’t either. She had been living her life free from Dalton's influence. Anna stepped out of the courthouse. She had successfully defended the business rights of Landon Group. A company had been claiming one of their products. She had successfully proven to the court that the claims were baseless. “Anna,” Spencer ran towards her, leaving behind a couple of business associates who were congratulating him on the trial’s success. “I’m really grateful for the work you did.” Anna nodd

Instead of acting on her impulsive thoughts, she remained seated. "Yes," she answered. "Believe it or not, there are important careers that don't revolve around prying into other people's private lives." "Of course, of course. The people had just been quite curious about the Guevarras. High-profile as they are, they've been quite private lately. “And we just wanted to give the people what they wanted,” the girl explained defensively. "I'm not a Guevarra, though." Rachel stated. "Do you even have questions prepared for me?" "Yes, yes," the girl hurriedly replied. "Um, you were a mentor of Selene. And because of you, she blossomed beautifully in the industry. Do you think you're open to training more young models?" "Of course," Rachel answered. "If they show promise and are quite hardworking, I don't see any reason not to." "That is good to hear!" the interviewer smiled. "Khea, a friend of Selene, is an aspiring model as well." Rachel raised a brow at that. "Lately, it seems l

All of Ghersine City was abuzz with the news that Dalton Guevarra, the heir of the Guevarra Empire is coming back after five years abroad. Klen Guevarra, the current head of the Guevarra Empire, is finally stepping down to give way to the young rising businessman. Everyone in the elite circle was looking forward to his arrival. The media announced the news with much vigor. Although, it was an open secret that everyone was intrigued not with business matters, but in the state of the young Guevarras’ marriage. Chairman Guevarra was pacing about the room. Dianne, Nora, and Mr. Delgado were looking agitated as well. “The inauguration ceremony is about to start, and neither Anna nor Dalton is here right now?” Chairman Guevarra’s face is as red as it could be. “Anna is not answering her phone,” Mr. Delgado dialed her number again. “Neither is Dalton,” Dianne added. Nora tried to cheer the adults. “Maybe they’ll come here together.” The three adults looked at her.

Dark eyes, even darker hair, broad shoulders, determined steps. A towering figure. She couldn’t deny it. Dalton Guevarra was walking straight to her, his gaze steady on her. When he reached her, he extended an arm. Taking her hand, he brought it to his lips. His dark eyes never leaving hers. “My wife,” he breathed slowly. Anna could only move her throat. This was not the Dalton she remembered. This Dalton was more captivating, more dangerous. She wondered what Dalton had been doing the past five years. “Let’s go,” Dalton led Anna away from the people. They grew more excited and agitated at the sight of them. He simply didn’t want anyone to intrude on them. Meanwhile, Rachel was busy looking for her friend. When they got separated, she didn’t know where she went. And then the people, especially the media started to grow louder and more agitated. She couldn’t see what the commotion was about, because they were swarming in one place. It was a good thing there was secur

Anna woke up on Dalton’s bed the next day. The sunlight from the balcony was seeping through. She looked over to the couch. Dalton was still sleeping there. When she mentioned that she was not comfortable sleeping on the same bed together, Dalton willingly walked over to the couch. It must not have been a comfortable sleep, she thought. The couch barely managed to envelope his entire figure. Anna got up, she needs to get ready. An hour later, she was out the door. She’s heading straight to her office. She’ll just ask Leanne for breakfast there. On her way down the stairs, Nora called her. “What is it?” she asked, her brows furrowing. Is Nora about to hurl another set of accusations in her direction again? But to her surprise, Nora simply said, “They’re asking for you at the office. I’ll go call Dalton.” Anna blinked multiple times at Nora's back. She then walked back up the stairs and headed to the Chairman’s office, wondering what they were calling her for. Nora barg