All Chapters of The Disabled CEO is my Husband. : Chapter 31 - Chapter 37

Elise felt her breath hitch. Her mind scrambled to process Lena’s words, but they settled like ice in her veins, causing her to feel numb.Murder? Clara had committed murder?Her fingers tightened against the fabric of her dress as her stomach twisted painfully. “What… what are you saying?” Lena watched her, unsure if she had done the right thing by informing her. “Clara committed murder,” she replied. “I saw it happen.”Elise shook her head, willing herself to think. Her memories of Clara were many things. Yes, it was bitter, frustrating, and even painful. She was always the daughter their parents prioritized and revered but murder? “It’s not possible. You are lying to me.” She forced out. “Clara… she can’t… you are lying.”“I would gain nothing if I lie about this to you. Your sister was young, and I know she did not understand the consequences of what she had done. But your parents understood it perfectly.”“I don’t understand. Tell me, how did everything happen?”“I’m not clear

As soon as Alejandro scooped Elise into his arms, sweat beads began to form on her face. There was no way Alejandro was supposed to know that she was not sick, and had only faked it. If he did, then she was scared of the issue that could come out of it. But as the warmth of his body pressed against her, a strange weakness settled in her limbs, her head feeling heavier than before.Putting her shame aside, and left with no other option, she burst out in tears, surprising Alejandro and Diane.Thankfully, the rest of Alejandro’s men had gone away. A frown formed on his forehead as he looked at her. “What is the problem?” He probed as he dropped her down.Elise was still faking tears, and to her luck, her body cooperated as it began to color red. By this time, Alejandro was really worried. “Lily, please tell me what the issue is. You are making me scared.”She finally wiped her face after being convinced that she had gotten his attention enough. Even that small movement made her fingers

Could they meet the next day? Elise's stomach dropped, like she had not read the content well. Alejandro’s phone was still in her hand and the name of the sender, Mariana was burning deep into her chest. It was not like it would have been a better offense if it was somebody else, but just maybe, it would have helped and made her feel less hurt. Just maybe, she would not have felt as low as she did at that moment. Every man in his right sense would fall for a girl like Mariana, and for their relationship to advance into a betrothal, then whatever she shared with Alejandro was deep.But what hurt the most in all of this was the ease in the text Mariana had sent. It could only mean that Alejandro had been in communication with her. What were the odds that he had not been meeting up with her under the guise of work?Why else would a woman who clearly knew he was married, and ‘he’ in the sense of the relationship they had shared text him that late for some private meeting? He definite