Lahat ng Kabanata ng Being Mr CEO's Bride: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

Kaelia's POV So that morning, I had the maids move a few things into my room to accommodate Birdie. I had to admit, I had started to see him as a little brother I never had. I requested toys and a mini bed for him. As much as I wanted Birdie to be with me, I didn't want Freddy thinking he was taking his spot.I had the bed placed in a way that I had a good view of it so I could watch him all night. Anyway, hadn't he lost his mother? There was no way he wasn't a little traumatised by that. I made space in my walk-in closet for his clothes. I had a television installed in my room. One thing I noticed was that Birdie was a quiet child. He didn't run around or make some noise like most. He just sat, staring into space. And I caught myself wondering if that somehow had to do with his mother's death. He also spoke very little; even when he was questioned. It took me a whole ten minutes to get his favourite foods out of him so I could have the maids bring him something to it. Fred

Kaelia's POV It was a little purple elephant. Birdie’s favourite, I knew from the way he had held on to it after it was brought to my room. I held it up for Freddy to see. “He left this. He could be anywhere, Freddy. And it's not safe,” I said, fighting back the tears that were stinging the corners of my eye. I felt like I had lost my own child. For a moment, I thought, what if he wound up dead like his mom? Freddy wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into a hug as Veda stepped into the kitchen. “All corners have been searched. There are no traces of the boy,” She said, looking from Freddy to me. The tears I had been holding now fell.Freddy kissed me. “Calm down, baby. Don't cry. We'll find him, I promise,” He said, reassuringly as he wiped the tears falling down my face. “I suggest we search the fields. That's the only place he could have gone around here. Besides, it was also the place where his mother died,”His mother. Veda's words reminded me of my nightmare, which

Kaelia's POV By ten am, I got a call from Rachelle.It was a video call. “Kaelia,” she squealed, “Oh, it's so good to see your face again,”“Yours too,” I replied, “It feels like ages since I last saw you,”TJ popped his face in. “Hi, Kae,”“Hi, Tj. Don't tell me you've been with him since the last time I called,” I asked Rachelle. She put her hands up in surrender, “Guilty as – shit!”“What's up?” “I started taking Pilates classes yesterday,” she said, “My muscles are not finding the assault funny,”I laughed, “Sorry about that. No pain, no gain, right?”“I do not subscribe to that mentality,” she laughed, “Tell me, what's been going on between you and lover boy?”“Oh, we're good,” I replied, feeling my cheeks getting hotter. “What type of answer is that?” She said, “I don't care how red your cheeks become. You're giving me details,”I gave in to her coaxing and told her everything that had happened during the past week. She listened with fascination, gasping, especially when

Freddy's POVI stood by the window of my study, a glass of scotch in my hand, watching the Italian sun cast golden light across the villa's gardens. The amber liquid swirled in my glass as memories flooded my mind—memories of that faithful night when everything changed.The club. God, that night at the club.I'd gone there trying to clear my head, trying to forget about the chaos that had become my life. Business deals gone wrong, Demitra's manipulations, the constant pressure from my father. I'd needed an escape, even if just for a few hours.And then I saw her.Kaelia.It had felt so surreal because after not seeing her for a while, after convincing myself that maybe I needed to move on, I never thought I'd see her on that particular day. But there she was, standing in that crowd, looking every bit the angel she was. The dim club lights had caught the curves of her face, and for a moment, everything else had faded away.I remembered walking up to her, my heart pounding in a way i

Freddy's POVI stood in the commissioner's office an hour later, my jaw tight as I waited for him to bring in this supposed uncle.The drive into the city had been tense. My mind kept replaying Lucia's account of the attack, kept seeing the fear in Kaelia's eyes when she'd walked through that door. Someone had tried to hurt them. Someone had come at them with a knife in broad daylight.And now, conveniently, a family member appeared.The timing was too perfect. Too suspicious."Mr Montgomery," the commissioner said, entering the office with a folder tucked under his arm. "Thank you for coming on such short notice.""Of course," I replied, keeping my voice neutral. "Where is he?""I'll bring him in momentarily. I wanted to brief you first." He opened the folder, spreading several documents across his desk. "Marco Rossi. Thirty-eight years old. Works as a mechanic in Montepulciano. He provided these family photographs, birth certificates for both himself and his sister Elena, and docu