Lahat ng Kabanata ng Boss, Your Ex-wife is Married to Your Rival: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Selene couldn’t sleep. She lay on her side, eyes fixed on the faint light filtering through the curtains, but her thoughts kept circling back to Zayden’s words: ‘I’m not in a hurry anymore.’ She knew he wasn’t just talking about having a baby. It was deeper—about their marriage, the contract that had bound them, and the future he envisioned. And she hadn’t known how to respond.Turning onto her back, Selene exhaled slowly. She realized something both beautiful and terrifying: she was falling in love with her husband.After everything Tristan had done, she had sworn never to give anyone that much control over her heart again. Yet, Zayden had entered her life gently, without demanding anything. He protected her, respected her boundaries, and let her heal in her own time. Somehow, she'd begun to crave more than the arrangement they’d agreed upon.She found herself wanting the quiet moments. His soft laughter. The way he looked at her when he thought she wasn’t watching. The feel of his w

Selene stared at the nurse, struggling to process the name she had just heard."Bianca Quinn?"The nurse nodded, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap. "I remember her clearly. She came into your room shortly before the records disappeared. I didn't understand why she was there, but I knew she wasn't supposed to be."For several seconds, Selene couldn't speak.The room suddenly felt too warm. She pressed her palms against her thighs, trying to steady herself, but the trembling had already begun.Bianca.The woman who had sat beside her during difficult days. The woman who had listened to her complaints about Tristan, offered comforting words, and pretended to understand her pain.The woman Selene had once considered a friend."You're certain?" Selene finally asked. Her voice sounded unfamiliar, thin and strained. "You didn't mistake her for someone else?""I'm certain." The nurse looked genuinely distressed. "I wish I could tell you something different, but I remember her face."S

Selene tightened her grip on the phone."Something you saw before Bianca left my room?" she repeated. "What was it?"On the other end, the nurse hesitated. Selene could hear her breathing, and the faint noise of movement in the background."I didn't remember it clearly at first," the nurse explained. "That night was chaotic. You were in a terrible condition, and I had several patients to attend to. But after our conversation, I kept thinking about Bianca's visit. Then I remembered seeing her in the corridor."Selene sat forward, her heart beginning to pound."What was she doing?""She was arguing with someone."Zayden, who had been sitting beside Selene, immediately turned towards her. One look at her face was enough to tell him the call was important.Selene put the phone on speaker."Who was she arguing with?" Zayden asked."I couldn't hear everything they said," the nurse replied. "I was some distance away, near the nurses' station. But Bianca was upset. She kept looking around as

The envelope arrived shortly before noon.Selene sat in the living room when Zayden's lawyer walked in, carrying a thick folder secured with a black clip. The lawyer greeted them before placing it on the coffee table."We managed to obtain a copy of the surviving hospital records," he explained. "Some sections are damaged or incomplete, but there is enough information here to clarify certain things about Selene's condition before the miscarriage."Selene's fingers curled against the sofa cushion."Clarify what?"The lawyer opened the folder."Your medical condition before the miscarriage was not consistent with the account Tristan was given at the time. The surviving notes do not support the claim that you deliberately endangered your pregnancy."Selene stared at him.For a moment, she thought she had misunderstood."I'm sorry. What did you say?""There is no evidence in these records that you intentionally did anything to harm your baby."The room became strangely quiet.Selene looke

Tristan arrived at the private restaurant ten minutes before the appointed time.The place was nearly empty, tucked away on a quiet street where the city's noise barely reached its windows. He had chosen the location himself after his investigator forwarded the administrator's message.Come alone. What I'm about to tell you could change everything you believe about that night.The words had followed him throughout the drive.For two years, Tristan had believed he understood what happened to Selene. He had accepted Bianca's explanations, convinced himself that Selene's miscarriage had been a terrible tragedy neither of them could have prevented, and buried his guilt beneath anger and excuses.Now, every new piece of evidence was tearing apart the story he had spent so long believing.He checked his watch.At exactly seven o'clock, a man entered through the side door.The administrator looked older than Tristan remembered from the photographs his investigator had obtained. His hair had