All Chapters of Mysterious Husband is Billionaire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"Seira had given birth, but I have bad news…" Clara waited anxiously for the doctor's words, her heart pounding. "We did everything we could, but the baby… we couldn't save it." "So… Seira's baby… is dead?" The doctor nodded gently. Clara felt sympathy for her friend, who stood frozen, staring at her baby, now swathed in a batik cloth. Seira's eyes were swollen. Clara felt compassion and approached her. Seira's sobs broke, unrestrained, on Clara's shoulder. She had waited almost four years for this pregnancy. Fate, however, had other plans. The baby she longed for was gone. Her dream of a son and daughter was shattered. Her husband arrived ten minutes later, finding the room heavy with grief. He saw his baby being mourned, while Seira, still recovering, was only met with cold stares. "Seira…" he finally approached her, lost in her sorrow. He wanted to say something, but Seira needed time to compose herself. "My love, this wasn't our choice. Be patient." His voice trembled, his

"Oek... Oek..." "Ma'am, Giselle won't stop crying. Would you mind holding her for a while?" The maid's request was met with immediate offense from Raisa. "You're paid to work here, aren't you?" Her eyebrow shot up, leaving the maid speechless. During her time with the Halle family, this was the first time her employer had ever mentioned wages. However, Raisa's presence in the house had made the maids feel insignificant, and even dismissing them was as easy as snapping her fingers. It might have been safe for Raisa, but not for those who lost their jobs in a blink of an eye. This was what irritated everyone working in the Halle household. As the maid chose to soothe her daughter Giselle until she stopped crying, Raisa started to rummage through her entire wardrobe. "I need to look perfect for the exclusive clothing brand commercial shoot. I need to secure an advance payment when I promote it. Get positive ratings and an extra bonus." Raisa's enthusiasm was so intense that she didn

The phone buzzed, and Raisa felt a familiar pang of anticipation. She expected it to be her husband, Jordan, calling. But as she checked her phone, her breath hitched. A notification flashed, displaying a new balance in her bank account. "This must be Hans' doing..." she muttered, her eyes wide with disbelief. Her account now held a staggering one hundred million dollars The message following the notification sent a shiver down her spine. "This is just the beginning. There's more commission if the video is published. Reply to this message if you want to do it again." "The crazy man" Raisa almost threw her phone across the room, but she stopped herself. "Maybe this is about the collaboration he mentioned yesterday." The mystery lingered, but Raisa pushed it aside for a moment. She realized there were multiple missed calls from Jordan. "He must have been looking for me last night," she thought. "But what excuse can I give him?" Raisa stared blankly ahead, then quickly typed a message

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to tell you something." Jordan paused his activity, his eyes fixed on the smartphone held by the woman who was once his wife. Was Clara intentionally seeking him out so they could reconcile? But the photo he saw on Clara's phone made him speechless. "W-where did you get this?" "I still have more to tell you, I hope you won't be shocked..." Jordan furrowed his brows, his assumptions were wrong. "What is it? Don't keep me in suspense..." "Your wife, haven't you seen social media talking about her?" A crisp laugh echoed. "Why? Are you envious of her success as a commercial star without your help?" "No" Clara switched to the next slide. "Please watch this video..." "So that's why Raisa wanted a divorce?" Jordan finally vented his emotions after Clara left. The news he had just received today truly hurt his heart, "Why was I so foolish to marry Raisa?" Jordan felt regret for what he had seen himself on an adult video channel. He also regretted Ra

Four Years Later, "Let's go in." The click-clack of high heels echoed through the white building as a new figure stepped out of the car. All eyes were drawn to the dress that fluttered in the wind, its owner possessing a clear and serene face. This was Clara, the owner and ambassador of a world-renowned cosmetics brand. Clara was invited to an exclusive event for a fashion brand, celebrating the grand opening of their new building. As an ambassador, Clara, surrounded by a life of luxury, had captivated the world. Just a week ago, her cosmetics factory was expanded, and her workforce grew. It was strange, her fortunes had improved since becoming a single mother. "Lara..." a man called out, causing a moment of awkwardness. "Joe? Why is he here? I thought..." "Mommy, why are you spacing out? Let's sit over there..." Lucas called out, gesturing for Clara to stop lingering. Though curious about why Joe and her two sons were there, Clara continued towards them. The event began. The