Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Masked Stripper is my Wife. : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 175

AsherI stood between her thighs, close enough to feel her presence, close enough that my eyes kept drifting to her lips. I had to remind myself why we were here. This was about words that had been left unsaid for years, about wounds that never truly healed. I forced my attention back to the conversation we needed to have.“I am so sorry,” she said softly. Her voice was calm, almost too calm, “I should have listened to your side of the story back then. If I had, we wouldn’t be standing here today. But when I saw Sarah’s baby bump and she told me you were married, I felt completely betrayed. I didn’t want to hear anything else. I just shut you out.”As she spoke, her eyes wandered everywhere at the floor, the wall, anywhere but never once did she look at my face.I took a deep breath, the old pain rising again like it had never left. “I won’t lie to you,” I said, my voice rougher than I intended. “I hated you back then. I hated you so much after I found out you were pregnant and you s

Asher I walked into the meeting room calmly, but the moment my mother and my brother saw me, their expressions changed instantly. Their eyes widened in shock, and the room fell into an uneasy silence. My mother slowly turned to Mr. Peterson, confusion and disbelief written all over her face. “Is this the investor you were talking about?” she asked him, her voice tight. I didn’t respond to her question. Instead, I walked straight to the head of the table. Mr. Peterson immediately stood up and pulled the chair out for me, showing clear respect. I sat down comfortably and folded my hands on the table. “I’m not just the investor,” I said calmly, lifting my gaze to meet theirs. A small smile curved my lips. “I own this company.” My mother shot up from her seat, anger flashing across her face. “How dare you trick us?” she spat. “This is fraud, this is a clear breach of contract, and you will be sued for this.” She was shaking with rage as she spoke. I remained calm, unfazed by her ou

LorettaWhen I slowly opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the strong smell of antiseptic. White walls surrounded me, and machines beeped softly beside the bed. That was when it hit me, I was in the hospital. My head throbbed as the memories came rushing back. I must have passed out after I stabbed Rosie.I tried to move, but pain shot through my body, making me hiss softly. Everything hurt, but my hand hurt the most, the same hand Rosie had stabbed. I took a deep breath and carefully pushed myself into a sitting position, ignoring the sharp ache in my arm.Just then, the door to my hospital room flew open.Asher walked in, holding my favorite flowers. The moment our eyes met, relief washed over his face. He hurried to my side, leaned down, and gently kissed my forehead before placing the flowers in my hands.“How is my favorite woman in the world feeling?” he asked softly.I looked at him and smiled despite the pain. “Your favorite woman?” I repeated teasingly, my smile wid