Lahat ng Kabanata ng Eleven Months As My CEO's Wife: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Grace sat before her laptop, glancing through the company's monthly reports. Occasionally, she nodded and jotted down notes on the paper in front of her. Her attention was interrupted by the sound of her secretary’s voice, pleading in a tone that made her eyes widened in confusion. “I don't want to be sacked, please,” she heard. Just as she stood up to go check what was happening, her door burst open, and Victor strode in, his angry expression softening to pleading eyes as he met Grace's gaze. Grace let out a loud, frustrated hiss and sat down back. “Are you here with the signed divorce paper?” She asked coldly, not meeting Victor's eyes. “You really want to divorce me at this age?” Victor asked gently, taking his seat in front of her. Grace raised her head, her piercing, angry gaze locked on Victor’s. “If I’ll get my peace of mind by divorcing you, then I'll gladly do it,” she said, her voice cold and detached. She returned her attention to her PC, her fingers flying over the ke

Seven months later.Zoe sat in her executive chair, swaying gently as she listened attentively to her customer's concern. “Your items are getting expensive,” Mr. Robert said firmly. “I’m not buying only sculptures…I’m buying all the home decor here, for my new place.”“I understand, Mr. Robert. But, we’ve given you enough discounts because you're a regular customer here,” Zoe replied with a small smile. Mr. Robert’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Does that mean, you're not reducing the price for me again?” Zoe nodded gently, maintaining her smile. “Mr. Robert, our items are quality ones,” she said softly.Mr. Robert sighed. “It's ok, I don't have any other choice but to buy from you,” he said. “That's great. They’ll attend to you at the reception…” Zoe's words slurred as a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her. “Thank you so much, Mr. Robert,” she managed to say, her head throbbing. “Are you okay, ma’am?” Mr. Robert asked with concern, standing to his feet. Zoe nodded slowly, he

“How..am I supposed to know,” Victoria stammered, her voice trembling as she struggled to hide her anxiety. “Victoria, let this not be what I’m thinking,” Anthony said, his teeth clenched in fury. “What the hell are you thinking?” Victoria retorted. “I'm as confused as you are…”“Stop that lie!” Anthony yelled, cutting her off, his chest heaving with fury. Victoria’s strength crumpled, her body started to shake as fear took over her. “The truth is already out, I just want to hear it from your mouth,” Anthony growled. “Have you ever known Zoe has sickle cell disease?” He asked, his eyes burning with rage.Victoria slowly nodded, her eyes filled with fear. Anthony's anger boiled over. A raw, anguish scream erupted from his throat, as he slammed his fist hard on the doctor's desk. “Mr. Anthony, please calm down,” The doctor pleaded, his voice trembling. Anthony shot him an angry glance. “Don't tell me to calm down,” he snarled. “Why did you keep such a secret from me?” Anthony aske

Isabella’s POV“We need to carry out an emergency cesarean section, sir,” The doctor said to my husband, who was visibly shaking. “No problem, please go on with it.” Jack replied, his voice trembling with fear. The doctor nodded softly. “Follow me to the office to sign the consent form,” he said. Jack nodded and together they left for the doctor's office. After my husband signed the consent form, the surgeons prepared for my operation. As they wheeled me into the theater, I glanced around, looking for Jack. I wished he’d be by my side, but given how shaky he was earlier, I doubted if he’d handle seeing the doctor open me up, so I didn't bother making the request.“Doctor, can I stay awake during the procedure? I asked, managing a weak smile. “I’d love to see everything.” The doctor’s smiles seemed forced, I sensed he wasn't going to do as I say. The surgical team began with a short prayer, their voices calm and reassuring. “Sponge holder, please,” I heard before my vision blurred

Isabella’s POVIt was a week after I gave birth, still no one believed me whenever I say I had twins, not one. Since everyone had started to think maybe I was being delusional, I decided to keep shut about it, but deep down, my heart was bleeding. I badly wanted to know where my other baby was. I was trying to arrange my baby's dress when a message popped up on Jack’s phone. I picked up the phone to go give it to him in his study, but my instinct told me to check the message. I glanced at the screen and my heart skipped a beat.The message read– “Your wife isn’t delusional, she gave birth to twins. If the surgeons had known she was having twins, they would have taken both babies. You still have your son, because by the time he was delivered, they would have implicated themselves if they tried taking him away. Take good care of him, bye.” The words of my mother replayed in my head, “You need to be vigilant. Be very careful, being married to a son of a prominent man comes with risks.”