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CHAPTER 22:The next morning, the sun barely had a chance to hit the horizon before the storm broke inside the unit. Xielle’s phone had a constant vibration of notifications, but one headline made her blood turn to ice. It wasn’t just a rumor anymore—there were grainy photos of her near a clinic and a detailed "exclusive" from Vivianne’s camp about the pregnancy.That was the turning point. People could call her a homewrecker all day, but dragging her unborn child into a media circus was where she drew the line."That girl is getting on my nerves, Zeke! 'Yang babae mo, ako mismo ang maghuhukay ng libingan niyan!" Xielle roared, her voice trembling with a mix of hormones and pure rage. She gripped her iPad and hurled it across the room; it hit the wall with a sickening crack before sliding to the floor.Zeke was by her side in a second, his hands out as if trying to catch a whirlwind. "Baby, please. Let me handle this. I have everything in motion.""Handle this? Look! Everyone is talki
CHAPTER 21: It's been one week since Zeke became Xielle's assistant. Zeke had completely transformed the unit into a sanctuary. He had officially moved his home office to her dining table, surrounded by stacks of folders and his dual-monitor setup, but his focus was never truly on the numbers. His ears were always tuned to the sound of Xielle’s footsteps.Every morning began the same way. Zeke would wake up before her, not to check the stocks, but to prepare a light, ginger-based tea to help with her morning nausea."Khione, hey... breakfast is ready," he’d whisper, brushing the hair away from her face.Xielle would groan, burying her face in the pillow. "Five more minutes, Yuan. The baby says it’s too early.""The baby, or you?" Zeke teased, sitting on the edge of the bed. He didn't rush her. He’d wait until she was ready, then help her sit up, leaning her against the headboard as he served her a plate of fresh fruits and protein-rich eggs. He had become an expert at knowing exactly
CHAPTER 20:The lobby of the Zhao Group felt like it was holding its breath. The Ice King was inches from the safety of his private elevator when the sharp, arrogant click of designer heels shattered the silence."Zeke! Darling!" Vivianne Chua lunged forward, her arms open as she attempted to wrap them around his neck.Zeke stepped back with clinical precision, his expression shifting into one of utter boredom. "Don’t. My suit is more expensive than your intentions, Vivianne. And I just showered, I’d hate to go home smelling like a desperate socialite and daddy’s influence."Vivianne pouted, smoothing her Dior dress. "It's always so cold. Anyway, did Daddy tell you the good news? The engagement party is back on track for next month. I’ve already contacted the florist for the white orchids."Zeke let out a short, dry laugh—the kind that usually made board members pray for their jobs. "Your father is a very imaginative man. Perhaps he should write fiction. The only party I’m attending
CHAPTER 19The morning sun was brutally bright, cutting straight through the penthouse windows, but the mood inside was completely dead. Xielle was curled up on the edge of her velvet couch, looking like she hadn’t slept a single hour.Arthur, being his usual over-the-top self, had already laid out a massive spread on the kitchen island—crisp longsilog, fresh mangoes, and a pot of black coffee."You look like a literal ghost, Xielle," Arthur said, dropping the theatrical act for a second. "Seriously, you're so pale.""I don't know, Art. I just don't have an appetite," she muttered, leaning her head back and closing her eyes. But the second she did, all she could see was the desperate, bloodshot look in Zeke’s eyes from their fight last night."You have to eat something. You need to stay healthy..." Arthur’s voice trailed off, gesturing vaguely toward her stomach. "...you know."Xielle looked down at the garlic rice, her chest tightening. She knew exactly what it felt like to grow
CHAPTER 18: Ayokong madumihan ang pangalan ko dahil sa inyo.By 6:00 AM, the pale morning light was beginning to slice sharply through the window blinds, but Zeke was still completely dead to the world on the cramped sofa. He had finally dropped into a deep, heavy sleep when a sharp, insistent voice violently pulled him back to reality."Zeke! Gising!"Zeke bolted upright, his mind foggy and his neck stiff from the awkward, agonizing angle of the cushions. "What?" he snapped, his voice gravelly and thick with defensive irritation. He was utterly exhausted, and being jolted awake for the third time that night was starting to wear thin on his last nerve.Xielle’s eyebrows shot up instantly, her forehead creasing into a deep, dangerous scowl. She looked at him with such sharp, wounded offense that Zeke’s survival instincts kicked in before his conscious brain even could. He saw the volatile shift in her expression—the way her dark eyes flashed with immediate tears—and he instantly re
CHAPTER 17;The following morning, Xielle was huddled in a ball on her plush sofa, staring blankly at the premium organic fruit basket Mrs. Zhao had sent, when the heavy, rhythmic thud of the front door’s deadbolt echoing through the hallway made her skin crawl. She didn't even need to look at the security monitor; she knew that unyielding, heavy stride anywhere.Zeke walked into the living room, looking far too immaculate and composed in a charcoal-grey tailored suit, though the subtle dark circles under his eyes perfectly matched hers. He was carrying a leather folder and a branded paper bag from a high-end apothecary. The moment his dark gaze landed on her, that familiar, suffocatingly possessive air immediately filled every corner of the apartment."I spoke directly to your attending physician at Zhao Memorial," Zeke said without a single word of greeting, his voice a low, smooth baritone that vibrated with uninvited authority. "He noted that your iron levels are still fluctuatin
CHAPTER TEN:The heavy, post-passion silence of the penthouse was shattered by a voice that could rival a thunderstorm."What the hell, son!"Zeke and Xielle’s eyes snapped open in unison. The shock was like a bucket of ice water. Xielle’s heart nearly leapt out of her chest as she scrambled to pul
CHAPTER NINE: "I have two weeks of your time to make up for, and I plan on using every second of it.”The tropical heat of Batangas was already settling in by the time Xielle sat in her chair for hair and makeup. Despite the early call time, she felt energized—mostly because her phone kept buzzing
CHAPTER SEVEN:This is getting good! The "friends with benefits" tension is thick here—Zeke is clearly falling harder, while Xielle is keeping her guard up. I’ve polished the Taglish to make it feel more natural and cinematic, focusing on that "pull and push" dynamic you described.Zeke didn’t need
Chapter six: The contract The Manila skyline was a chaotic masterpiece of glowing amber and moving headlights, but to Xielle, it was just background noise. She leaned against her balcony railing, the humid night air clinging to her skin as she stirred her coffee.Her mind was a mess, stuck on the m







