Babysitting the Billionaire's son のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I took a deep breath and wore my mask. Lumabas na ako ng comfort room, wala na rin ang mga babae roon. The faint scent of perfume still lingered in the air, but the silence that greeted me was a relief. My heels clicked softly against the tiles as I stepped out, trying to steady my heartbeat.Sinalubong ako ni Aaron at agad na humawak sa likod ko, his hand firm yet gentle, like he wanted to anchor me.“Are you alright?” he asked, his voice calm, almost too calm. His eyes scanned my face as though searching for cracks in the mask I had just put on.Tumango ako to assure him that I'm just fine, kahit ramdam kong hindi ko kayang maitago nang buo ang bigat sa dibdib ko. My throat tightened.Ang bilis niyang mapansin ang bawat emosyon ko. I noticed that he always knew kung ano ang bawat nararamdaman ko o kung hindi ako okay. His eyes carried a sharpness that pierced through every pretense. Is he really that good at reading people, or reading me? Para kasing kilalang kilala niya talaga ako—

“I love you, wife…” he whispered. Hearing those words makes my heart ache. I gasped when I felt a tear fall from my eyes. I didn’t know why I was crying. Hindi ko alam ang nararamdaman ko. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang itong sakit at bigat na nararamdaman ko. “Don’t leave us again… please—I’m begging you.” I bit my lower lip, nanghihina ang katawan ko kaya kahit na anong gusto ko makaalis sa kaniya ay hindi ko magawa. “Aaron,” namamaos na tawag ko sa kaniya. Patuloy niyang inaamoy ang leeg ko. Gusto kong pigilan lahat, gusto kong pigilan itong nararamdaman ko. I don’t know why I am feeling this, I can not recognize myself anymore. He’s my boss, I am just working for him but why do I feel so… attached? “Let me, kahit ngayon lang,” nanghihinang bulong niya. Kusa na lang bumagsak ang mga kamay ko at hinayaan siya. Hindi ko alam kung bakit kusang nakikinig ang katawan ko sa kaniya. Is it maybe because he's my boss? But this is so wrong… I can not recognize my own heart anymore, why do i

“Hey,” I heard Aaron's voice behind me. “You're not going today?” I asked without looking back at first, my eyes still following Azi’s small figure moving in the pool. Nang tumabi siya sa inuupuan ko, naramdaman ko ang init ng katawan niyang unti-unting dumidikit sa tabi ko. “No. I was just working in my office here.” His tone was casual, soft, almost parang walang bigat. I only nodded, then turned my full attention back to Azi. “Daddy! Can we go to the beach? I want to swim in the sea,” Azi suddenly said, rushing towards us with excitement all over his face. Tumalsik pa ang mga patak ng tubig mula sa kaniyang buhok at katawan. Kinuha ko agad ang towel para sa kaniya at dahan-dahan iyong binalot sa kaniyang basang katawan. Naroon ang lambing sa kilos ko, para bang automatic na ako na lang ang gumagawa noon palagi. “For sure, son. When do you want to go?” mabilis na sagot ni Aaron, walang pag-aalinlangan. “Kung kailan ka po free, Dad.” “We are going tomorrow then?” tumingin siy

“Mommy! Mommy!”A child’s voice echoed inside my head—soft, innocent, yet strong enough to pierce through the fog clouding my mind.I rubbed my eyes slowly, trying to fight the heaviness in them. Sa harap ko, tila naglalaro ang imahinasyon ko. A little boy, smiling, waving his small hand at me as he clung to a man’s arm. The two of them stood there, side by side, happiness radiating from them. Their silhouettes were glowing, almost dreamlike.But… I couldn’t see their faces. They were blurry, as though covered by a veil. Who are they? Bakit ko sila nakikita? And why does my chest feel so heavy, like I’m remembering something I’ve lost?Then another voice came, deeper, warm, familiar yet strange—“I love you, Elora.”My head turned and in an instant, I was looking at my reflection in a wide mirror. My lips stretched into a radiant smile, my cheeks glowing, my eyes sparkling with joy. At my back was a man, tall and broad, his arms wrapped tightly around me as if I were his entire world.

Bawat haplos ni Aaron sa akin ay ramdam ko ang kuryenteng dumadaloy sa aking katawan, nagbibigay ng init at kasabay ay isang uri ng kapayapaan. Parang tinutulak nito palayo ang lahat ng takot, sakit, at alaala na ayaw ko nang balikan. Hindi ko namalayan na nakatulog na pala ako sa kaniyang mga bisig—parang musika ang bawat hagod ng kamay niya, paulit-ulit na inaawit sa akin ang katahimikan na matagal ko nang hindi nararanasan.Pagdilat ng aking mga mata, siya ang una kong nasilayan. His handsome face greeted me, calm and still, parang larawan na ayaw kong mawala sa paningin ko. Ganoon pa rin ang posisyon namin ngunit ngayon ay nakasandal siya sa headboard ng kama habang ako ay nakapulupot pa rin sa kaniya. He was awake all along, watching me, his fingers absentmindedly tracing soft circles on my back.“Good morning,” mahina niyang bati, kasabay ng isang ngiti na agad nagpabilis ng pintig ng puso ko.Ramdam ko pa rin ang panghihina ng aking katawan, ang bigat ng aking mga mata, ngunit