บททั้งหมดของ The Hidden Identity Of MY Contract Husband : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Prawira stood by the large window overlooking the backyard. A gentle night breeze drifted in through the gap, rustling the thin curtains. In his hand was a cup of tea that was starting to cool.One of his men entered after knocking politely.“Sir,” he said cautiously, “we just received news from the Sanjaya family. They will be holding a welcoming party for you.”Prawira frowned slightly, then turned around. His eyes sharpened. “A welcoming party… for me?”“Yes, Sir. That’s what they announced to the public. A kind of official recognition that you have returned to the family.”For a moment, Prawira said nothing. Only a faint smile curled at the corner of his lips. Not a happy smile, but a smile filled with suspicion.“Hmm… interesting,” he murmured softly. “They wouldn’t do all this without an ulterior motive.”His men didn’t dare respond.“Very well,” Prawira continued. “For now, I’ll play along with their game. Let’s see who’s setting the stage... and who’s behind it.”“That’s all I

Morgan returned to the house where Anwar was now. There was something she had come here to pick up. There was also something she had wanted to discuss with Anwar."Dad.""Oh, sorry," Anwar said, turning to Morgan."Why are you daydreaming?" Morgan asked.Anwar sat quietly before glancing at Morgan. "I met that kid again."Morgan raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Who's that kid?" Morgan asked."The kid of my ex-girlfriend. She misunderstood and accused me of murder," Anwar said."Oh, you two met at the hospital, huh? So that kid still misunderstands you?" Morgan asked.Anwar nodded slowly. "Yes. He ran away when I chased him."His tone was heavy, as if he still harbored lingering irritation."The maid's kid, huh?" Morgan muttered, his eyes narrowing as if trying to piece together a puzzle. His hand reached for the phone on the table. He swiped the screen, then paused on a photo.“Is this the one?” Morgan asked, handing him the phone.Anwar turned his head. As soon as his eyes caught the

Anita had just received a call from the receptionist saying her father-in-law was coming to the office."Yes, tell him to come inside.""Okay."Anita smiled sweetly as she put her phone away. She had been receiving messages from Morgan saying he was sick.Anita had tried to visit him, but he had refused. In the end, she just stayed there.Not long after, Icha came into Anita's office. "Anita, did you hear that there's going to be a party welcoming Prawira back?""I've heard the news, and I happen to have received a special invitation."Icha smiled happily when she heard that. "Wow, that's great. That means you can come with your mysterious husband, right?"Anita shook her head; she couldn't come with Morgan."I can't come with Morgan."Icha rolled her eyes. "Huh, what do you mean? You can't come with him?""Yeah, he said he's sick, so he can't come with me. But he said he's prepared a dress for me to wear," Anita said happily.Icha was even happier to hear that. "He even prepared a dr

Morgan slammed his fist on the table, the sound bouncing off the walls and making the glass on it vibrate. His breath hitched, his jaw clenched in anger.Anwar was already standing, his head bowed deeply, as if the ground beneath his feet was pulling him in deeper. He knew this time his mistake was beyond denial."What the hell happened, huh?!" Morgan's voice trembled with emotion. "Why is Anita so angry with me—and saying that you… are a murderer?"Anwar pressed his lips together tightly, as if every word would be a thorn. "I… apologize. I did meet Icha, delivering the goods. Maybe… she was the one who told Anita… about everything I've done."Morgan blinked slowly, trying to calm the burning in his chest. "So that's how it is…" he muttered, but his eyes remained sharp."Icha still misunderstands…" Anwar's voice trailed off. "He thinks I'm still working with Umar. He doesn't know… I was even willing to become poor, abandoning everything I had, to save him from Umar's hands."Morgan na

Hana had just arrived with Ayu in front of the Sanjaya family's grand mansion. The party lights were bright, and the clinking of glasses and the laughter of guests could be heard outside. Just as they were about to get out of the car, Ayu's cell phone suddenly rang loudly.The ringtone sounded different, like a special one she rarely used.Hana glanced at her curiously. "Did you call?"Ayu glanced at the phone screen, her expression changing quickly, momentarily tense, then hiding it behind a faint smile. "You go in first.""Who's calling?" Hana asked, curiously, trying to peek at her mother's phone screen."It's not important, you go first. Mom will catch up later." Her voice sounded flat, but the fingers holding the phone seemed stiff.Hana stared at her mother for a moment. "Are you sure?""Yes, okay... come in. Don't keep anyone waiting," Ayu said, glancing left and right, as if worried someone might overhear their conversation."Okay…" Hana finally stepped into the yard, but her