Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

A single flower fell gently onto Grandma Rosie's grave. Adriana sat cross-legged before it, lifting a handkerchief to wipe the dust from the headstone. Though the grave was tended every day, dust, like memories, always returned the moment she looked away."Grandma Rosie, in three days, it'll be Chris's twenty-ninth birthday. You always said birthdays ending in nine are milestones in life. I don't think Chris will face any major trials. His life is about to get better."Adriana paused, gazing at the imagined kindness in Grandma Rosie's eyes."Grandma Rosie… I want to live for myself now. Please understand."A sudden breeze stirred, and a soft pink petal drifted into her outstretched hand. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she clutched it."Grandma… thank you."Grandma Rosie, who had always cherished her, would never scold or blame her.By the time she left the cemetery, a light rain had begun, punctuated by distant rumbles of thunder.Back at the hospital, Adriana dried her hair w

If Keisha hadn't reminded her, Adriana wouldn't have known today was her grandmother's death anniversary.Her grandmother had passed when she was very young. In Adriana's memory, Grandma always carried the faint, sweet scent of gardenias—soft, comforting, unforgettable. Today, she brought a bouquet of gardenias and placed it gently on her grandmother's grave.Ever since her mother left, the bond between her and her grandmother had seemed to fray. Standing there now, Adriana felt only a quiet sorrow, mostly because she was projecting her longing for her mother."I knew you'd come."Keisha appeared, half of her face still swollen and red.Adriana tensed, eyes sharp. "You tricked me on Grandma's death anniversary?""Who told you to forget it? Don't blame me—you only have yourself to blame."Keisha stepped up to the grave and crushed the pure white gardenias beneath her feet."Her death anniversary was two days ago, and no one came to pay respects. Loved the youngest while alive, a

After Arthur left, Oliver regarded Adriana thoughtfully."You handled that situation decisively and efficiently. I see real growth," he commented."I am just preventing Keisha from going further down the wrong path," Adriana said calmly. "Grandma and Mom wouldn't want us hurting each other."Keisha was too foolish; her schemes could only be exploited by someone like Joan. Adriana knew all too well how calculating Joan could be—using others as tools, reaping the rewards without getting her hands dirty. She wasn't about to let Keisha become a pawn in Joan's games. That would have been absurd.After parting ways with Oliver outside the teahouse, Adriana spent the afternoon purchasing the gifts Francesco had given her in the past. She managed to buy only a fraction—some high-end pieces weren't available domestically and had to be ordered from abroad.In Mitaly, the tie Francesco had requested her to sew by hand was ready, and she had commissioned another from Stefan Law as a substitut

"I'll just have water," Adriana said.She found Francesco inexplicably frustrating. He had insisted she stay for coffee, yet acted as if it was a burden.As expected, Francesco poured two cups of plain water. No sooner had he sat down than a message from Mars arrived.Chris was hosting a birthday banquet tomorrow and had sent him an invitation.His eyelids flickered upward. "Your man's birthday tomorrow?"Adriana responded with a soft, "Mm." Of course, since it was Chris's birthday, Lucas would surely invite prominent figures from the industry. Francesco receiving an invitation was only natural."What should I give him?" Francesco mused. "Perhaps a photo of the two of us, to mark our closeness?""Whatever you like," Adriana replied flatly, finishing her water. "I have other things to attend to, so I'll take my leave."She had no intention of offering herself for the amusement of an ex, nor could she tolerate the whims of a volatile, high-powered man.Francesco watched her driv

When Adriana got home, she found a message from Chris.He asked her to arrive early at the hotel tomorrow, as she would need to host the guests in her capacity as Mrs. Slater. If she refused, it would inevitably be Joan who stepped in.Adriana replied with a simple "Okay." They weren't divorced yet; she had no intention of looking like a defeated dog.The next morning, she arrived early at the Aurum Grand Hotel under Chris's name.The entire hotel had been freshly decorated, particularly the banquet hall, which was lavish and exquisite, with a subtle scent of fine spirits in the air.Before long, Daisy arrived."You look stunning today—truly the part of a hostess."Adriana wore a red dress, simple in design, but her presence made it remarkable."Where's Dean?" she asked. Today's guests included not only prominent figures from various circles but also long-standing friends of the Slater family. Normally, even if Dean and Chris were at odds, he would still attend such events.