All Chapters of The Cruel CEO's Mistress : Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

“Thanks, Clara… for letting me rest here.” Nadine sat down, gently brushing her fingers along the edge of the sofa. Clara’s house looked tidy and warm. The furniture was arranged beautifully, everything seemed expensive. Nadine glanced around in admiration, though she was hesitant to touch anything. “Yeah,” Clara replied shortly as she put her bag down. “Did you buy this house yourself?” Nadine finally asked, her voice small, her eyes still wandering around the room. “Yes,” Clara answered again, still brief, as if it were nothing unusual. Nadine swallowed. “Cla… you must have a lot of money. But why do you still work at the store? The salary is so small.” Clara looked at her for a long moment, something hidden behind her gaze. “If I don’t work at the store, people will start talking. I don’t want to live with nasty whispers every day. So to look normal, I work at the clothing shop in the morning… go home for a bit… then go to the other place at night.” “That must be exhausting…

It had been a month since Nadine started working at the nightclub. She had no days off—she was the only toilet cleaner there. She worked according to the contract she had signed. Exhaustion, boredom, sleepiness… she ignored them all. As long as her father could get treatment soon, nothing else mattered. That was the only thing keeping her strong. That night, Nadine sat on her work chair, staring at the watch on her wrist. “It’s only two… two more hours,” she groaned silently. Her eyes were heavy. She yawned repeatedly until tears gathered at the corners of her eyes. The sound of approaching footsteps made her instantly straighten her posture. A customer walked into the toilet area. Nadine reflexively lowered her head, though she still watched him from the corner of her eye. Ever since the terrible incident during her first week, she had never truly felt safe. Every set of footsteps from a stranger kept her on alert. That had been her routine for the past month—waiting, cleaning, st

Nadine rubbed her throbbing temples. Her head ached, her chest felt tight, as if a heavy weight were pressing in from every direction. Her mother’s words still echoed in her mind. What should I do? If only she had something valuable, she would have sold it already. But the truth was, she had nothing. Silent tears fell down her cheeks. Her petite body felt far too fragile to carry such an enormous burden. What if I can’t get that money? Fear crept in every time she imagined her father’s and mother’s faces. Nadine tried to think, searching for a way out, but the more she thought, the worse her head felt. She rubbed her temples again, hoping the pain would ease—though she knew the source of her pain was not merely physical exhaustion. Despite the pounding in her head, Nadine still went to work. She did not dare risk losing her job. This job was too valuable—perhaps the only thing keeping her afloat right now. The distance from her rented room to the busway stop was not far, and she

Nadine sat motionless in front of Teddy’s desk. Her face was deathly pale, while cold sweat slowly dampened her temples. Inside her chest, her heart pounded violently, as if it might leap out at any moment. “So… Boss Teddy, about my request?” Her voice nearly broke, trembling with overwhelming anxiety. Teddy looked at her for a long moment, allowing silence to envelop the room. “I promise I will pay everything back. I’m willing to work without salary until the debt is fully repaid,” Nadine said again, filled with both hope and desperation. Without saying much, Teddy opened the safe beside him. He took out a stack of cash and calmly placed it on the desk. “This is one hundred and fifty million.” Nadine’s eyes widened completely. Her breath caught. “For real, Boss?” “Do I look like I’m joking?” Nadine shook her head quickly, still unable to believe what lay before her. “Your salary will be deducted five hundred thousand per month. You will still receive the rest for living expens

Chapter 19 “I’m tired. I want to rest.” Justine threw a plastic bottle of mineral water toward the door, the impact producing a loud thud. “Darling…” Eva hoped she could still persuade her husband. After all, she was used to believing that Justine would always give in to her wishes. But Eva was wrong. She was truly confused by Justine’s behavior that night. She had never imagined he could be this angry. This was the first time Eva had seen Justine lose control so completely. Why was I so confident that I could control him? Eva murmured to herself. I will still turn you into my puppet. Eva watched as Justine climbed onto the bed. She followed and lay down beside him. I will try to seduce him, Eva resolved. “Darling,” she called, reaching for Justine’s hand. Justine’s gaze snapped toward her, sharp and filled with undisguised fury. His hand gripped Eva’s wrist tightly, twisting it behind her back until she screamed in pain. “Didn’t you hear what I just said?” he snapped coldly