บททั้งหมดของ Husband by Error: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

That evening, Isabella walked out of her office after another long day at work. The sun was dipping below the horizon, and it was well past the end of office hours. She walked toward the main road, hoping to catch a taxi.The distance from her workplace to her house was much farther than to her mother’s, so walking home wasn’t an option—especially not in heels.Step by step, she scanned both sides of the street, her eyes darting left and right, hoping a taxi would appear soon. But after nearly twenty-five minutes, there was still no sign of one.Just as she decided to cross the street, a motorcycle suddenly came speeding from the side road.Startled, Isabella jumped back to avoid it—but lost her balance and fell hard onto the pavement.“Ah—ow!” she hissed in pain, clutching her ankle. The sharp ache shot up her leg as she tried to get up, but her ankle was badly twisted, and standing was nearly impossible.A sleek black car screeched to a halt in front of her.The door opened, and a t

The next morning, Isabella woke up looking unusually cheerful. The sprain in her ankle was gone, and she hummed softly as she prepared breakfast for her husband.Aunt Anita had already dropped by earlier and mentioned she’d be heading to the supermarket to restock the household supplies. Isabella handed her some cash with a polite smile and told her to be careful on the way.Maximilian stepped out of the bedroom and headed toward the kitchen for breakfast. But before he reached the table, his gaze fell on Isabella—and for a moment, he froze.That morning, she looked… different. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, and the simple mini dress she wore traced her figure with effortless grace. She looked stunning—so much so that Maximilian forgot to breathe for a second.Isabella, however, noticed his lingering gaze and immediately frowned.“What are you staring at?” she snapped, her tone sharp enough to cut.“You wish,” Maximilian shot back, quickly looking away. “Who’d bother stari

Maximilian paced back and forth, glancing at the wall clock over and over again. It was already seven in the evening, but Isabella still hadn’t come home. He tried calling her, only to notice her phone lying on the bed in their room.“Damn it. She didn’t take her phone. Where am I supposed to look for her now?” he muttered under his breath. “It’s already this late… Maybe she went to Mom’s place?”He quickly grabbed his phone and called his mother. The line rang for a moment before connecting.“Hello?” Anna’s gentle voice came through.“Hi, Mom.”“Oh, Max! What’s the matter? You rarely call this late,” she asked curiously.

The next morning, Isabella was already awake, her hair still damp from a shower. She stepped out of her room, planning to find Samantha. But her steps halted when she saw Samantha standing by the window, slightly pulling the curtain aside to peek outside.Smirking, Isabella tiptoed closer and tried to startle her. Samantha gasped in shock and clutched her chest.“Gosh! You scared me half to death!” Samantha snapped.“Sorry, Sam! Hehe. Anyway, what are you doing standing here?” Isabella asked, frowning in curiosity.“Come here and take a look,” Samantha said, motioning toward the window.Isabella leaned closer, peering outside. “Wait—that’s Max’s car. Why is he here this early in the morning?”Samantha sighed. “Actually, he came by last night. He wanted to see you, but you were already asleep. I told him to come back this morning... but judging by the look of things, he never went home.”“Really?” Isabella’s eyes widened. Samantha nodded in confirmation.Without another word, Isabella

Isabella was still at the park, sitting on the same swing with Aunt Anita. The sun was dipping lower, and the soft rustling of leaves mixed with the laughter of children playing nearby.After chatting for a while, Aunt Anita suggested they head back. But as they stood to leave, Isabella spotted Samantha walking across the park.“Samantha!” Isabella called out.Her friend turned, surprised. “Bella! You’re here? I was just about to visit you!”“Perfect timing. I was heading home too,” Isabella said with a smile.“I just wanted to check on you—and tell you something,” Samantha replied.“Hmm, Max is home right now. How about we talk here instead?” Isabella suggested.“Sure,” Samantha agreed. Isabella asked Aunt Anita to go on ahead, then she and Samantha sat together on the swing, the same one she’d shared moments ago with Aunt Anita.Aunt Anita walked back home alone. When she entered the house, she saw Miguel still sitting in the living room with Maximilian. She greeted her employers wa