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CHAPTER 044

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-07-15 19:47:52

ANABEL’S POV

I remained silent on the line for a few seconds. My brows drew together so tightly that a sharp ache settled right between my eyes. I couldn’t see my own face right now, but if there had been a mirror in front of me, I was certain the confusion written across it would have been impossible to miss.

I sat frozen on the edge of the bed, the laptop still heavy on my knees, trying to make sense of the words that had just come through the phone. Honestly, I didn’t understand a single thi
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    DMITRI’S POVThat last line amused me instantly. Nothing special here?Was that really what she thought about Ambercaz? On her very first day walking through these doors, standing in a lobby I’d personally designed down to the last detail, in a company I’d spent the better part of a decade building from a small business into one of the biggest names in the country?“So, if that’s the case, how did you get a job here?” I asked, deciding to play along and act as though I wasn’t the one who’d handed her the opportunity in the first place. There was something oddly satisfying about watching her explain a decision I already knew the full story behind, filling in gaps she didn’t realize I could answer myself in a single sentence.I didn’t particularly want us standing in the middle of the lobby talking like this for much longer, even though I technically owned the building and could stand wherever I pleased for as long as I liked. It still felt unprofessional, especially with the number of

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 049

    DMITRI’S POV"Wilson,” I said, recognizing the last name almost immediately. It wasn’t a name I kept at the front of my mind all the time, not the way I did with certain business rivals or political contacts, but it was still well known enough throughout the city that hearing it out loud made something click into place.A few years ago, I remembered meeting Arthur Wilson at a business proposal dinner, one of those long, tedious evenings filled with handshakes and forced small talk. I recalled being genuinely surprised that a man his age was still carrying the full weight of an entire company on his shoulders, still sharp enough in negotiations to make younger executives visibly nervous across the table. When I looked further into his background afterward, the way I tended to do with anyone whose company might eventually intersect with mine, I remembered reading that he had two or three grandsons, one of whom was apparently being groomed to eventually take over the family business. I d

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 048

    ANABEL’S POV “It’s you,” I said slowly, straightening to my feet. My face was still caught somewhere between disbelief and shock, and my heart was doing something strange and fast in my chest that I refused to examine too closely. How was he here? I mean, it wasn’t impossible for him to be here. Plenty of important people probably passed through a building like this every single day, especially a headquarters as massive and well-known as this one. But this was the absolute last place I’d expected to run into him. I’d spent days searching for any trace of him, scrolling through countless photos online late at night when I couldn’t sleep, checking every corner of the internet I could think of, typing his name into every search bar I had access to, growing more frustrated with each dead end. I’d come up with absolutely nothing. Not a single lead. And now, out of nowhere, he had simply materialized in front of me, today of all days, in the lobby of the very building where I’d just lan

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 047

    ANABEL’S POV I stood outside the Ambercaz building the next morning, staring up at it for far longer than I probably needed to. It rose so high above the surrounding skyline that I had to tilt my head all the way back just to catch a glimpse of where the glass disappeared into the clouds. Its dark, tinted panels caught the early morning sunlight and reflected it in sharp, blinding angles. I’d driven past this building more times than I could count over the years, always assuming it belonged to some faceless corporation I’d never have a reason to think twice about. Now, apparently, it was about to become my workplace. My hands were slightly sweaty around the strap of my bag, and I quickly wiped them against my skirt before forcing myself to walk toward the entrance. Everything about the building screamed money and power in a way that made my stomach flutter with nerves—the polished black marble stretching across the plaza outside, the security personnel stationed at intervals alon

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 046

    ANABEL'S POV I stared at the unfinished message for a long moment, my thumb hovering over the screen, half tempted to close the app entirely and pretend I hadn’t seen it. Maybe I could give myself a few more minutes of blissful ignorance before facing whatever bad news waited at the end of that sentence. Whatever came next, I told myself, I’d rather not know than sit here bracing for a rejection I couldn’t do anything about anyway. But that wasn’t really an option, was it? Not knowing would be worse than knowing, no matter how bad the news turned out to be. The uncertainty was already gnawing at something deep inside me. So I forced myself to gather whatever courage I had left after the day I’d already had and scrolled down to read the rest of the message, the small flicker of hope I’d been holding onto already fading as I braced myself for the worst. [There has been a change of plans. Initially, you applied to be Halden Group Tech’s official secretary, and the chairman approved

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 045

    ANABEL’S POV Even though the call had ended hours ago and I had gone through my usual daily routine, none of it managed to get that conversation out of my head. The funny part was that the conversation wasn’t even anything serious. It’s not like I’d gotten a call from the hospital telling me someone I knew had died or anything. Yet it kept living rent-free in my mind. I kept trying to make sense of something that refused to fit neatly into any explanation I could come up with. Eventually, though, I made myself let it go. Maybe I was overthinking something that didn’t need this much thought at all. Maybe the chairman had simply glanced through a stack of resumes, mine happened to be on top, and that was the whole story. No conspiracy, no hidden motive, just plain luck finally deciding to swing in my direction after a string of days that had felt like nothing but bad ones. Whatever the reason, I wasn’t about to talk myself out of a real opportunity by overanalyzing it to death. As

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 005

    ANABEL’S POVA man stood there holding a glass loosely in one hand, his expression calm but amused. Even through my blurry vision, I could tell he was attractive. Very attractive.Tall, dark hair, sharp jawline.The kind of face people noticed immediately.I stared at him blankly for a moment befor

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 004

    ANABEL’S POVI woke up the next morning emotionally exhausted.The moment I opened my eyes, reality settled over me again. Cierra remained in the house. Miles was still avoiding me. And somehow everything that had happened over the past few days still seemed impossible to process even after everyth

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 003

    ANABEL’S POV~ Four Days Later ~The atmosphere inside the church felt heavy the moment I stepped in.Soft instrumental music drifted through the speakers while low whispers spread across the room, as though people were afraid to speak too loudly around death.Everyone was dressed in black, their f

  • My Husband Brought His Mistress Home   CHAPTER 002

    ANABEL’S POVMy fingers trembled over the laptop as I looked at the screen, still trying to convince myself there had to be another explanation for what I was seeing. Maybe I misunderstood something. Maybe my mind was twisting everything because of what happened last night. But the more I went th

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