Semua Bab My BEAST HUSBAND: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Ed wiped away the dust that covered Javier's name. The rainy season made the tombstone look dirty, especially since Javier's was black.“I’ll arrange for it to be cleaned,” said Otiz. He had been standing behind Ed all this time, and now he handed over the bouquet of flowers he was carrying. His hands were full. He also had an umbrella for Ed, because it was indeed cloudy that day.Ed placed the predominantly yellow bouquet on the grave. Javier never mentioned what kind of flowers he liked, but Ed brought yellow ones, a bright and cheerful color. Because that was what Javier was. Bright and happy.Ed then wiped Javier's name again, but not because of the dirt. He was just trying to find something to touch. Something that wasn’t a shadow that could disappear.“It’s hard... not fun without you,” Ed muttered. He didn’t want to complain. Usually, he never talks about heavy stuff when visiting Javier, but today w

“Why is my desire not clear enough until you want me to come here?” As he sat under the shade of an elegant gazebo in the garden adjacent to Russell's opulent home, Ed questioned Russell. He's the man he had to meet in New York.Russell was a new link in his product distribution chain, but he was a bit fussy and insisted on talking to him in person.Ed didn’t really want to come, but he also didn’t want to lose the large profits. Among the options Marco had suggested, Russell possessed a reasonably extensive network. The other choices were not yet on Russell’s level.“I wanted to meet you in person, Don Rosas. I’m a businessman who likes close relationships. If we are going to work together, then I want us to meet face-to-face, at least to greet each other directly,” said Russell.“So, what now? Are you mesmerized by looking at me?” Ed inquired as he removed his sunglasses, revealing a markedly improved face.Ed had followed Diego's advice two years ago. Diego had suggested plastic su

"Ah, my favorite!"Grace exclaimed with delight, accepting the glass of hot coffee and the box of apple pie that Ruby had brought from Casa Nueva—her café."This is perfect, as always." Grace inhaled the aroma of the coffee and smiled gratefully. Whenever Ruby visited her mother, she always brought something for Grace as a token of appreciation."You’re too kind to me, Ruby. I’ve gotten so used to your sweet gestures now. I’ll have to hold you accountable if you ever come without bringing anything." Grace glanced at the pie Ruby had brought and smacked her lips impatiently. The aroma was incredibly enticing."Don’t worry, I’ll always be sweet to you." Ruby winked at Grace.Of course, Ruby never minded being kind to Grace. According to her, the woman was like an angel. Since Ruby first arrived in New York, Grace has always helped her.It wasn’t just about caring for her mother at ADDF; Grace al

"Beast? What beast?" Ruby was confused."The beast from the fairy tale," said AJ.Ruby chuckled softly. "Now isn't the time for you to talk about fairy tales, AJ. You're sick.""But...""Answer first. What were you doing before your nose started bleeding?" Ruby asked. She wanted to know the cause."Mm, what was I doing? I was playing." AJ answered hesitantly, avoiding eye contact.Ruby recognized this behavior as an attempt to lie. "AJ?" Ruby pressed firmly.AJ's lips immediately pouted. "I was hiding in the treehouse," AJ admitted in a whisper.Ruby sighed and sat on the edge of AJ's bed."Ms. Rosemore didn't mean to doubt your abilities, AJ. She just didn't expect you to read so fluently. You shouldn't be upset at her just because of that. You...""Oh my, AJ. Is that true? Are you upset at me?" Ms. Rosemore, who had just followed them in, replied in surprise. This was the first time she heard about AJ's anger.

Ed calculated in his head, recalling the amount of Diego’s drugs he had consumed. He couldn't rule out the possibility that an overdose might have caused him to see something unusual. But Ed remembered that the last time he took those drugs was two days ago.There are no drugs in his system now. His mind and vision were clear. So, what he was seeing should be real.Ed felt his coat, then took out his phone and called Otiz.“Where is my wife?” Ed asked. He sought to dispel the feeling that he was losing his mind. Maybe Liz was indeed in New York.“Umm, still the same. Señora hasn’t left the city.” Otiz answered, obviously puzzled. Meanwhile, Ed needed something to hold on to, as his head suddenly felt very light.“Are you sure?” Ed frowned and rubbed his face, which suddenly hurt. Extreme confusion gripped him.“Yes, I can ask them to send a photo if you’re not sure.” Otiz suggested.“Alright.” Ed ended the call while the voices in his head were clamorous.He couldn’t comprehend what h