Semua Bab FORBIDDEN AFFAIRS WITH MY FIANCÉ'S BILLIONAIRE UNCLE : Bab 121 - Bab 130

~~Alejandro~~ “What do you mean you’re getting engaged this weekend? The stocks are going down, Alejandro! What on earth is wrong with you? ” my father snapped. I sat on the sofa, scrolling through my phone with tired eyes. Last night, I’d spent hours trying to convince some VIP clients not to pull out. But they did—they all said they wanted to invest in Anthony’s new branch here in Madrid. Anthony had dropped his product prices ridiculously low, and now trusted clients kept calling me, saying he was offering them 60% shares if they partnered with him. Sixty percent. I offered thirty. Who wouldn’t chase the bigger offer? Many had already withdrawn their shares. Only the ones who had sealed deals with me—and the few who still trusted me—remained. “Are you even listening to me? ” my father asked. “I’m listening,” I said, straightening. “And I’m back now. I’ll get to the root of everything. But first—Elena and I need to get engaged this weekend.” “You and Elena can never be toge

~~Alejandro~~ I heard Elena had gone to the hospital, and before my mind could spiral, I dialed the doctor. “Hello, Mr. Rodriguez,” she greeted warmly. “Why was Elena at the hospital?” I asked immediately. “Oh, just a routine check-up,” she said. “I must say, you’re doing a remarkable job. She’s recovering from her trauma. She looks… happier.”A small smile tugged at my face. “You’ll get an increased payment this month for taking good care of her,” I replied. “Thank you so much, Mr. Rodriguez,” she said, and I ended the call, feeling relieved. I returned to my work, reviewing the latest reports from our product line in France. Maybe it was time to open a branch in a more urban area. Suddenly, a message came in. Sir, Elena went to Anthony’s company. My heart sank. I shot up from my chair, grabbed my car keys, and rushed out. He was her relative… and I was terrified. If she agreed to anything he suggested—if she turned against me—then Anthony would win. I arrived at his compa

~~Alejandro~~ I felt something was off. Elena’s constant visits to the hospital… now nausea? My father had mentioned she’d felt nauseous during breakfast this morning, that she seemed sick, but her friend brushed it off and went to cook something else for her. The moment he said that, my suspicion grew. I immediately called the doctor again. “She’s just recovering from trauma, Mr. Rodriguez,” she said. Recovering from trauma? And nausea is part of that recovery? That didn’t sit well with me. I dialed Mateo's number. “Hello, sir?” “Call the family doctor. I need him.” “Are you sick, sir?” he asked, confused. “Do as you’re told.” I hung up. Before I could think further, my phone rang again—this time it was the manager of the boutique. “Hello sir, our new edition just arrived. They would be a perfect fit for your fiancée.” “Fine. Send the pictures,” I replied. A moment later, photos of new dresses, bags, and jewelry flooded my screen. I forwarded everything to Elena immediat

~~Alejandro~~I couldn’t hold back the smile tugging at my lips. Women are usually easy to read, but she… she’s complicated. Sometimes I even wonder if she’s truly her age, because she acts like someone my age—fearless, unpredictable, and stubborn beyond measure. She had the guts to punch Lily straight in the face with her little actions, and the moment she walked in today, the shock on her expression told me she wasn’t expecting to see Lily there. I knew immediately she wouldn’t let it slide.I’d been stressed since last night's encounter. I fought hard to sleep but couldn’t, so I ended up drowning the frustration with alcohol. And now here she was, walking toward me, and all I could do was pray she wouldn’t disrespect me in front of someone I knew she could easily kill if I asked her to. But instead… she flipped the entire game. She said she missed me. I couldn’t believe it. For a moment, my heart actually stopped. I had to force myself to stay composed. She was playing a mind game—

~~Elena~~ “You’re joking, right?” Nick asked. His voice trembled. “I’m not,” Lily whispered. A cold heaviness settled in my chest. At that moment, it felt like I was getting engaged to a stranger. Do I even know Alejandro? No… no. It was in the past. I had to trust him. Besides, Lily looked mentally unstable. One moment she acted like Alejandro was the villain; the next she seemed completely unhinged. “When was that?” Nick pressed. She hesitated. “Lily, say something now. Because I know Alejandro, and if there was something between you two, I would know,” he said firmly. “No, Nick… You don’t know him. It started during his eighteenth birthday. When we celebrated it at their old mansion in Madrid. That night, after the party,” she said quietly. “Were you drunk? Or was he?” Nick asked. “No, no—he doesn’t act under alcohol. But were you… forced?” Silence. “Lily, say something.” “No, I wasn’t,” she whispered. “I… I followed you to the party because I had a crush on him, and I