All Chapters of The Maid Who Was Trapped by The Billionaire: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Mr. Nathaniel fell silent for a moment. Slowly, he lifted his gaze to the sky, as if searching for strength and clarity in the vast, endless blue. He took a deep breath—the air swirling faintly around him, carrying a chill to his palms—before turning his sharp eyes back to Roxane. “Ahmmmm…” Mr. Nathaniel replied softly, forcing his voice to remain calm. “I already know that Dark is not the father of the child you’re carrying.” Roxane stared at him in silence. Inside her heart, a storm was slowly brewing. She didn’t know where to find the courage to face that harsh truth—a truth that shattered her world and unleashed a pain she had never felt in her entire life. Mr. Nathaniel’s words felt like a heavy stone crashing onto her chest, and no matter how hard she tried to hide it, she couldn’t stop herself from breaking under the weight of sorrow and weakness. “Why are you telling me this, Sir?” Roxane asked hoarsely, clearly struggling to control the emotions exploding inside her. “Y

With every inch their bodies drew closer, Roxane felt the warmth flowing from Dark’s skin into hers. They were seated at the edge of the bed, wrapped in each other’s arms as if there were no tomorrow. She paused for a moment, gazing into his eyes—eyes filled with longing and desire, but more than anything else, with the love she had been searching for for so long. “Dark…” she called softly, almost a whisper, yet heavy with emotion. He smiled and gently caressed her cheek with a tender, careful hand. “Shhh… there’s nothing for you to be afraid of. I’m right here.” I’m scared… Roxane whispered to herself as she closed her eyes and tightened her grip on Dark’s shoulder. It feels like my womanhood will break open again… She felt her heart pounding wildly, almost matching every breath Dark took. Fear and overwhelming desire mixed together inside her—a strange sensation she couldn’t quite explain. She didn’t know whether to pull away or surrender, but one thing was clear: in Dark’s arm

Ouch! My hips hurt,” Roxane muttered as she slowly opened her eyes. She was secretly hoping Dark was already gone—she was way too embarrassed about what happened last night. And not just once… but three times! She shut her eyes again, her cheeks still burning as she pulled the blanket tighter around herself. The door suddenly opened. Out of pure reflex, she lay back down and pretended to be asleep, eyes tightly shut. “Please don’t let it be him…” she whispered to herself, almost trembling with embarrassment. “I saw you, Best!” Lyka laughed loudly. “Hahahahaha! Get up already—I know you’re awake!” she continued, still laughing. “I know something happened between you and sir last night, that’s why you two couldn’t even wake up when I was calling you for breakfast. And now you’re pretending to be shy? You’re so cute!” Lyka teased, nearly bursting into laughter as she watched Roxane squirm. Roxane felt like burying her face into the pillow out of embarrassment. She sighed and played

Dark glanced at Roxane, quietly searching for her approval to help the woman. Feeling her calm confirmation, he nodded without hesitation. He shifted his attention back to the woman, his eyes filled with gentleness and understanding, then slowly reached for her hand to show that she was safe. “Come with me, Miss. We need to go somewhere,” Dark said softly, clearly trying to ease the fear and tension in the air. “Really? Are we going to see our baby?” the woman answered with excitement, suddenly hugging Dark tightly. Her eyes shimmered with mixed joy and fear, almost unable to believe the sudden promise. Dark gave a small nod, his gentle smile giving her a bit of confidence. She inhaled deeply, trying to steady herself from being overwhelmed by emotion. They hadn’t walked far when the woman suddenly turned toward Roxane, who was standing behind them. “Stay there! You are not part of our family! We don’t know you, me and my sweetheart!” she snapped angrily, like a frightened child sh

"Dark, I don’t know what to say to your question," Roxane said gently, her voice almost trembling as she stared at the kneeling Dark. Each word carried weight, bearing emotions she had kept hidden for so long. She could feel every beat of her heart, as if it was speeding up with every passing moment, while her eyes were fixed on the man who had become the center of her world—her husband. "Don’t worry, my beloved wife," she added, trying to hold back the nervousness in her voice. "I will understand whatever your answer may be. I am willing to wait, even if my knees bleed from waiting for your response… just to hear your sweet ‘Yes.’" Her words were a mix of courage and fear, a gentle promise to herself to face the truth. She took a deep breath, trying to gather her strength. "Oh my gosh… I’ll tell him the truth," she whispered to herself, her lips almost trembling under the weight of her emotions. "I’ll tell him that there was a bold man who took my virginity, and I didn’t give it wi