Todos os capítulos de My Billionaire Boss's Little Matchmaker: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Graziel couldn't get her conversation with Claire out of her head.She walked quietly into the mansion, following behind the two. She was still holding tightly to the small paper bag Claire gave her before they went home."Our feelings don't ask for permission."Those words kept echoing in her mind. Well, if her feelings actually asked for permission, she would never allow them. She really didn't want to feel this way. She wanted peace of mind. But how could she get peace of mind if her thoughts were running wild like this?Plus, did she really just confess to Ma’am Claire? What a crazy life. She just wanted to turn into a stone. How was she going to face Ma’am Claire now? She felt like she couldn't even show her face to her boss's friend anymore.She let out a deep sigh.She never thought the day would come when she would admit her secret to someone else, a secret she had been trying to deny even to herself. She never meant to fall for Kevin. When she accepted the job at the mansion,

The whole mansion was finally quiet.The laughter that filled the house just an hour ago was gone. Only silence and the soft hum of the air conditioner in the wide hallway remained.After tucking Junie into bed, Kevin kissed his daughter's forehead. Then, he quietly closed her bedroom door behind him.His tie was already loose, and the sleeves of his crisp white shirt were rolled up below his elbows. It had been another long day at work, but for some reason, he wasn't thinking about how tired he was tonight.As he walked to his bedroom, a soft light caught his eye.The lights on the second-floor balcony were still on.He looked through the glass doors and saw Claire sitting alone on a woven chair, holding a teacup. Behind her, the beautiful garden was softly lit by warm ground lights shining against the mansion's marble walls.This was normal.Ever since Claire arrived, she liked to spend a few quiet minutes outside before going to sleep."You should be asleep," Kevin said as he stepp

The next morning, Kevin woke up earlier than usual. The sun was barely rising when he opened his eyes.For a moment, he lay still under the gray blankets, staring quietly at the ceiling of his large bedroom. The mansion was unusually quiet. Through the tall windows, he could only hear the soft singing of birds in the garden below.He closed his eyes again, hoping to fall back asleep, but it didn't work. With a soft sigh, he pushed the blankets aside and got out of bed.After a quick shower, he changed into a dark gray polo shirt and comfortable lounge pants. He stepped out of his room, his footsteps echoing softly on the marble floor as he walked downstairs.He didn't even think about where he was going. His feet just carried him straight there: the kitchen.Maybe Graziel was already making breakfast. She usually woke up before everyone else. When he reached the open kitchen, the wonderful smell of fresh coffee and warm bread greeted him.Morning sunlight poured through the tall glass

Three days. Three straight mornings without Graziel in the mansion.And with each day that passed, Kevin found it harder to believe that everything was okay.He sat quietly at the long dining table. A perfectly cooked breakfast sat untouched in front of him. The smell of fresh coffee filled the room, but it didn't make him hungry."Sir..." Aling Rosa called softly.Kevin looked up."Do you not like what I cooked? Do you want me to cook something else? What would you like?"He shook his head. "No."A short silence followed. Then, almost like he had finally made up his mind, he put his coffee cup down."Aling Rosa.""Yes, Sir?""Which hospital is Graziel's mother in?"The housekeeper blinked in surprise. Still, she answered right away, giving him the hospital's name and the room where Mrs. Fernandez was first placed.Kevin gave a small nod. "I'll be out for a while.""Sir..."Aling Rosa looked like she was going to say something. But he had already stood up, picked up his car keys, and

The afternoon passed quietly. More visitors arrived to pay their respects, but most stayed under the white funeral tent outside the house. Inside the simple living room, Junie sat quietly next to the casket. She had a small coloring book on her lap. It was the one Kevin had bought on their way there. Her tiny fingers held a crayon, while her other hand held tightly onto Graziel's. Every now and then, the little girl looked at the white casket before silently going back to her drawing. For once, she wasn't asking any questions. She seemed to understand that today was not a day for laughing. Kevin watched them for a moment before quietly stepping outside. The afternoon air was warm. It smelled faintly of white lilies and burning incense. He had just reached the front yard when he heard soft footsteps behind him. It was Graziel. She stopped a few steps away. Kevin looked toward the open window. "Baby wanted to stay with your aunt," his voice was calm. "She said she would