All Chapters of Mysterious Husband is Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Why have you suddenly changed your mind? Have you been bewitched by Jordan?" Gerald asked, his gaze cold as he sipped the coffee he had brewed after making Clara a drink. "Grandpa, I want to save his life, which is in danger. Can't you let me go again?" Clara pleaded. Gerald's gaze darkened. "Lara, are you seeking death? What if it has a negative impact on you, especially in your current condition?" Clara knew she was being watched, but her stubbornness remained, angering Gerald. "Do you think I'll let you go? Clara, now that you're thinking about him so much, are you sure he'll think about you? What if he doesn't, won't you be disappointed?" Clara didn't want to argue or force her will. She was afraid her grandfather's emotions would worsen and become ferocious, so she decided to lower her head. "Why aren't you saying anything? My words just now weren't wrong, were they?" "It's not like that, Grandpa, but-" Clara's words

“Are you afraid I won’t pay for it?”Offended by Emma’s words, Adrian pulled out his wallet and slapped a large bill onto the counter. “Is this enough?”“I’m sorry, sir, but I-”Emma hadn’t even finished her sentence when she saw Adrian clutching his head, his brow furrowed in pain.“Sir, what’s wrong with you?”Adrian wouldn’t show his weakest side to anyone. He was willing to endure the dizziness to appear strong. “Ah, I’m fine, just a little dizzy. It’s no big deal.”Not wanting to linger, Adrian decided to leave and meet his ex-wife. However, his body felt unsteady, and he suddenly stumbled.“Sir, you...”Adrian couldn’t refuse the woman in the barista uniform as she helped him up. He frowned, feeling a strange sensation. Why was this woman being so kind to him? Most people wouldn’t care if someone experienced the same thing.But right now, Adrian’s dizziness was completely out of control. He fainted, losing consciousness under the dim LED lights.Emma and her male colleague weren

"Damn it!" Adrian slammed his fist against the steering wheel after successfully avoiding the barista. His thoughts returned to the problem he was facing with Clara. Not to mention the incident from last night that had cost him a lot of money. Taking advantage of her for money.He sighed, filled with regret. "How could she have tricked me, I'm not a newbie in that place?" He paused for a moment, then suddenly thought. "Wait! Clara's reaction earlier seemed a bit strange. I feel like she was... jealous!"Prutt...The sound was so clear and somehow appeared at the wrong time. Adrian looked towards the window, fanning his hand while covering his nose. "Why does my stomach feel bloated?"Adrian furrowed his brows, ignoring the pungent smell that reached his nostrils. He tried to focus on his goal of returning home.However, as he stopped in front of the gate of his mansion, his stomach rumbled again. This time, the foul odor was even stronger."Damn it!" Adrian cursed as he hurriedly got

"Clara, hurry up. We're going to be late."With that yell, Clara came out with her suitcase and immediately got into the car. "I'm sorry, I was...""Take this..."Clara looked at the still warm drink and chocolate-filled bread for breakfast, then happily accepted it. "Thank you."But Clara was puzzled, why wasn't the car moving yet? Didn't Joe say earlier that if they were slow they would be late?Seeing Clara's expression at that moment, Joe chuckled. "I don't want to drive until I see you eat breakfast and take your routine medication."No way! Could this man read someone's mind?Clara ignored him and looked relaxed. "What are you talking about? Don't be so dramatic, Joe...""Remember, I'm your doctor."Clara's smile faded instantly as Joe raised one eyebrow and even deliberately widened his eyes, staring at Clara.A gasp was heard, Clara finally obeyed his command. "Alright."Seeing Clara moving lazily, Joe smiled amusedly. He felt the seeds of love growing deeper in his heart. But

"What happened to me? Why can't I remember anything!" As everyone left her alone in the room, Clara squeezed her head tightly. "How could I not remember that I was married to the owner of this house?"Clara shook her head, unwilling to be consumed by her thoughts. She reached for her phone, intending to manage her social media influencer business. But when she found it, she discovered the screen was cracked. "How could this happen? Maybe my phone is broken!"She kept pressing the power button on the side, but her phone wouldn't turn on. Clara growled, frustrated. Damn! She needed her phone. How could she manage her social media accounts without it? Her account already had millions of followers, and she had a lot of products to promote. Without a phone, she would lose a lot of money."This can't be, I need a new phone. But where's my bank card? I'm going to get out of here and buy a phone." She looked around the room. Her eyes fell on a small table in the corner. There was a vase with