All Chapters of Mister President’s Dirty Secret: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 79Dahan-dahang pumasok ang sikat ng araw sa malalaking bintana ng residential suite pero kahit maliwanag na ang paligid, hindi pa rin tuluyang nawawala ang mga emosyon at pangyayaring iniwan ng nagdaang gabi. True to her word, Leticia arrived at the presidential study room by exactly nine o'clock, carrying a sleek black leather folder containing the newly drafted prenuptial agreement from Former President Valerio’s legal counsel.Leticia was teary-eyed as she placed the documents on the desk. Bilang saksi sa lahat ng sakripisyo, panlalait, at bigat na dinala ni Selene mula sa mga elite, nasasaktan ang kanyang sekretarya para sa dalaga. She knew Selene didn't care about the billions, but seeing the official waiver of assets felt like a cold, institutional slap against an innocent woman who has the purest heart for her family."Mr. President... ito na po ang prenuptial agreement galing sa legal team ng tatay niyo," Leticia whispered, her voice cracking slightly as she wiped a

Chapter 81Pagkatapos ng isang napakahabang araw na puno ng tensyon at emosyon, wala na sa tabi ni Selene ang kambal na sina Dwight at Elara. Tahimik na nakaupo si Selene sa isang malaking kahoy na desk habang seryosong nakatitig sa kanyang laptop at mga nakakalat na libro. Kahit na malapit na siyang maging First Lady ng bansa, hindi pa rin niya pinababayaan ang kanyang pag-aaral. Ang kanyang malambot at wavy na buhok ay naka-ponytail nang simple habang suot niya ang isang maluwag na cotton na pantulog.Pumasok si Hudson sa kwarto nang napakatahimik habang may hawak na dalawang tasa ng mainit na kape. Nakabihis na rin ito ng komportableng pantulog pero ang mga mata ay nanatiling nakatutok sa magiging asawa nito. Ibinaba ng binata ang mga tasa sa tabi ng mga libro ni Selene. He put his hand on her shoulder."Are you still working on your school assignment, love?" tanong ni Hudson, "You should rest. Today was very long and stressful for you."Bahagyang lumingon si Selene at ngumiti nan

Chapter 83After Juancho left the private office, a silence blanketed the entire room. Ramdam na ramdam ni Selene ang biglang pagbabago sa enerhiya ni Hudson. The usually playful and affectionate President suddenly looked like a stone statue deeply lost in thought. Hindi muna siya nangingialam o nagtanong sa lalaki. Instead, she quietly went downstairs to the kitchen to brew his favorite hot coffee. Umaasa siya na kahit paano ay mabawasan ang bigat na nararamdaman ng boyfriend niya.She gently pushed the office door open while carefully holding the warm cup of coffee. Nakita niya si Hudson na nakatayo sa tapat ng malaking bintana, nakatanaw sa malawak at madilim na bakuran ng palasyo. His hands were thrust deep inside his pockets, and his shoulders looked as if they carried the weight of the world.Inilapag ni Selene ang kape sa ibabaw ng mesa."Hudson, nandito na ang kape," malambing at mahina niyang sabi rito.Hudson did not say a word to her at first. Lumingon lang ito, naglakad pa

Chapter 85The morning news was completely dominated by one single face. Sa bawat istasyon ng telebisyon, sa mga pahayagan, at sa lahat ng trending posts sa social media, ang kumalat na balita ay tungkol sa kabutihan ng puso ng fiancé ng presidente. Headline after headline praised the low-profile and incredibly humble Selene. The entire country was captivated by the viral videos of her kneeling on the cold concrete of the Malacañang courtyard, wearing nothing but a simple house dress stained with dirt, while cradling a sick child from the streets of San Miguel. Ang dating mga patutsada at kritisismo ng mga elitistang mapangmata ay tuluyang natakpan ng sobrang paghanga ng sambayanan. Napatunayan niya sa lahat na hindi niya kailangan ng mamahaling alahas o sikat na apelyido para maging karapat-dapat sa tabi ng pinuno ng bansa.Kinaumagahan, pumasok si Selene sa Enderun Colleges na parang walang nangyaring kakaiba. She intentionally chose to wear her usual understated uniform, a modest p

Chapter 87 The sleek, modern interior of the presidential holding room in Sydney, Australia, suddenly felt like a high-tech cage. Hudson sat on a leather sofa, his eyes fixed on the illuminated screen of his smartphone. On the glass surface, a viral local tabloid headline stared back at him with mocking boldness, "The Future First Lady's Secret Affair? Selene Caught Cheating Under the Sun with a Young Professor While the President is in Australia!" Below the text were the low-angle photographs of Selene and Professor Cody standing beneath the campus tree. Cody’s hand was raised, holding a thick folder over her head in a gesture that the media had successfully twisted into an intimate, hidden tryst. "Damn it!" Hudson muttered under his breath, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the device. Hindi niya alam kung anong mararamdaman niya. His initial instinct, the dark, unpredictable possessiveness that ran deep within the del Fierro bloodline was a sudden spike of raw jealousy.