All Chapters of Falling In Love with my Cold Billionaire Husband: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

I didn’t want to go back inside.Even after Marian returned to the other staff members and gave me a comforting smile, I couldn’t find it in me to follow her. I stood outside, by the side of the orphanage where the breeze could reach me, and leaned against the wall. I pressed my back on the cold cement, trying to calm the burning heat in my chest.I wasn’t even sure what I was feeling anymore.Was it frustration? Anger? Sadness?Maybe all of it.My face still felt warm from the sting of humiliation. Not because I was scolded in front of everyone—but because Sebastian didn’t even give me the benefit of the doubt. He didn’t ask what happened. He didn’t look at me the way a husband—even a fake one—should.He looked at me like I was a nuisance, like someone who had to be constantly watched and managed—a walking disaster.And all because of Lucille.She was too believable. If I hadn’t seen what really happened, I might’ve believed her too. The way she cried. The way she clung to Sebastia

I couldn’t get that photo out of my head.Based on what I’d researched, Celeste had no real connection to Angel’s Orphanage. Yes, her family was the main sponsor—but she was never involved. It was always her parents who made appearances.And besides, it wasn’t in her nature to be around children.Earlier today, she even had her face completely covered—mask, sunglasses, the works—and she barely touched the kids. That was one of the reasons why I found myself getting more irritated with her.

My heart was pounding as I stood in front of Savarre Studio. Just as I requested, Bricks didn’t come with me. He simply dropped me off at the waiting shed, where I waited for a taxi. I watched him drive off, so I was sure he didn’t follow me.Hugging my drawing notebook tightly, I took a deep breath and looked up at the tall building in front of me. This was my dream. And it was finally within reach. I was going to make sure I got it.Once I gathered enough courage, I stepped inside. I went straight to the third floor, where the interview was supposed to be held. I immediately noticed a few women already seated in the waiting area. Like me, the nerves were written all over their faces. They were also clutching their drawing notebooks.I slowly walked toward them and sat at the far end. While waiting, I couldn’t help but glance at the others. They were all dressed in formal wear. I suddenly felt a wave of insecurity wash over me. I was the only one wearing glasses, and my style w

 "Celeste?"I stared at the woman whose hand was still raised, holding a card number. She was wearing a thin half-mask, but there was no way I could be mistaken. After all those nights of watching Celeste sleep, I had memorized every inch of her face. But something felt different about her today."I thought I told you not to let anyone bother my wife?" I asked Marcus.I turned to him for a second. His brows furrowed. "Yes, sir. Your wife is currently at home."I looked ba