Phantom Syndicate: Undercover Wife To The Mafia Trillionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 87

Geraldine’s Point of View – English VersionI held my shoulder while I stretched on the balcony, trying to ease the soreness from yesterday’s workout. Inside the room, I could hear the shower running. He was still bathing.“Wow, same position until morning? No wonder my body feels like this. My shoulder hurts so much.”Maybe yesterday’s exercise really got back at me.I peeked down at the garden below and saw the assassin I tied last night now awake. Several bodyguards stood guard around him, already questioning what happened and who he was.My eyes landed on the vial of poison I took from him. It was the same type I had encountered before. This poison was lethal. One small taste and death would arrive in seconds. It was dangerous and unpredictable, a tool only useful when handled with extreme caution.I slipped it into my wallet and looked toward the apple tree. There were fruits hanging low, just within reach if I stretched a l

Geraldine’s Point of ViewI froze where I stood, staring at Mike in disbelief. A sharp thought struck me all at once. Was he jealous because of Justine? That was ridiculous. Justine was innocent. She had done nothing wrong, and I would never allow anyone to bully or blame her for something she did not deserve.And honestly, the timing could not have been worse. I was already irritated with him after he had the nerve to call me stupid earlier. The word still echoed in my head, stinging more than it should have.“Why are you here?” he asked coldly.I immediately stood up and walked toward him, forcing myself to look composed. His face showed no emotion at all, but his eyes dropped to my hand. I realized too late that the bandage was visible. Instinctively, I hid my hand behind my back.“What happened to your hand?” he demanded. “And why was she holding your hand?”His gaze shifted, and I followed it. My heart sank when I saw the first aid kit nearby. He noticed it too. Damn it.He reach

Geraldine’s Point of ViewI was completely caught off guard by what Mike did next.He wrapped his arms around me tightly, as if there were no tomorrow, as if the world might end if he let go. His face was buried against my neck, his embrace firm and desperate, like he was afraid I would disappear if he loosened his grip even just a little.My body stiffened in shock.“Okay, bro, I’ll head out first,” Rafayel said casually. “I’ll drive your car.”I watched him walk toward Mike’s car, my eyes following him until he finally drove away, leaving the two of us alone at the top of the mountain.Why was this man still hugging me like this?“Mike…” I called softly.“I’m so sorry, wife.”I froze.Sorry?He slowly lifted his head and looked at me. Our eyes met, and something in his gaze made my chest tighten. I instinctively looked away, unable to hold his stare.“W Why are you apologizi

3rd Person’s Point of ViewFlashbackAsher’s eyes widened the moment Geraldine sped away with Rafayel still inside the vehicle. The sudden roar of the engine echoed in his ears, sharp and alarming. Without wasting another second, he grabbed his phone and called Rafayel.By some miracle, the call connected.But Rafayel could not hear him.All Asher heard was the faint rustle of movement, the low vibration of the line still open, and then nothing but the distant sounds of the car interior. Rafayel must have accidentally accepted the call.The line remained live.Asher did not hesitate.He rushed toward his own car, slid into the driver’s seat, and started the engine with trembling hands.The tires screeched as he accelerated, his eyes quickly darting toward the GPS tracker connected to Rafayel’s phone.He followed their location.Every second felt heavier than the last.As he drove, he could hear fragments of their conversation through the open line.“Why couldn’t she just be like me