DIVORCED, BUT SPOILED BY MY FIVE BROTHERS
Janet and Rowan have been in a three-year contract marriage that's supposed to end soon. What
started as a convenient, emotionless arrangement has turned into a complicated mess,
especially now that Janet has realized she's fallen in love with him.
She thought this camping trip would be her chance to finally talk things out with Rowan, but
things fall apart when Flora, Rowan's fragile widow friend, shows up.
Watching Rowan constantly rush to Flora's side has been eating away at her. While Janet tries to
keep her cool, Flora plays the perfect damsel in distress, getting Rowan to take care of her every
need. It's obvious to Janet that Flora is pushing boundaries, but Rowan either doesn't see it or
refuses to admit it. Flora isn't just another woman-she's the one Rowan never quite let go of.
Then Janet overhears something even more shocking: Flora is pregnant. The timing, the
secrecy, everything points to one horrifying thought: could Rowan Be the father? Janet is torn
between her anger, heartbreak, and the need to know the truth. When she confronts Rowan, she
doesn't get the answers she expected. But the damage is done, and her already fragile
Marriage is absolutely beyond saving.
As Janet deals with the pain of feeling second best, she makes a call she's been avoiding for
years. There's someone from her past who's always been there for her.
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Chapter: Chapter 211Chapter 211 Rowan's Point of View She had been braced for a fight. I could see it in the set of her shoulders and in the way her hands had curled at her sides. She was waiting for the excuse, the explanation, the *but*. There wasn't one. I had run out of them somewhere in the night, and what remained was only the truth, bare and uncomfortable. Her anger didn't go anywhere, but something in her face shifted, uncertain, like a person leaning on a door that had suddenly opened. "Everything has to be about Flora," she said, quieter now. "Even something Grandma wanted for herself." I looked at the door of the hospital room. "I know," I said. "If anything happens to her because of this..." "I know." My voice broke on the words, just slightly, just enough that I heard it, and so did she. Janet went quiet. Neither of us spoke. The corridor hummed around us, and somewhere, a monitor beeped in a steady, patient rhythm, counting out the minutes I had spent hating myself. Then the door o
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Chapter: Chapter 210Chapter 210Rowan's Point of ViewMorning came through the corridor windows and found me in the same chair, in the same shirt, wrinkled and creased from a night spent hunched forward with my elbows on my knees. My eyes felt like sand. I had stopped checking the time somewhere around four, because every minute that passed without news felt like a small verdict I wasn't ready to hear.Footsteps echoed down the corridor, and I looked up.Janet.Relief hit me so hard I nearly stood before my legs were ready. She was here. She had come. Some part of me had been certain she wouldn't, after everything I had said and done, and the sight of her walking toward me loosened something in my chest that had been clenched all night.Then I saw Peter behind her.The old thing tried to rise in me, the familiar burn, the bitter whisper that he was always there. But I was too tired to feed it. It flickered once and went out, and what was left behind felt hollow and strangely clean.Janet walked straight
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Chapter: Chapter 209Chapter 209Rowan's Point of ViewI didn't have an answer. I didn't have one single fact to offer her, and the emptiness of that sat in my chest like a stone.Her eyes filled with tears. That undid me more than the shattered lamps, more than the shouting. Grandma did not cry. She had buried a husband and a son and never once let me see her eyes wet, and now they glistened in the lamplight, and I could not look away from them."What is it about Flora?" Her voice broke on the name. "What do you see in that woman that makes you hurt Janet over and over again?""I don't love Flora," I said."Then you're an even bigger fool!"I flinched as if she had struck me.She wiped her face with the back of her hand, angry at her own tears. "You don't love Flora, but you humiliate Janet for her. You don't want Flora, but you let her stand where Janet should be standing. You say Janet is strong, so you punish her for surviving." Her hand shook against her cheek. "Tell me how that makes sense, Rowan. T
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Chapter: Chapter 208Chapter 208Rowan's Point of ViewMy stomach dropped straight through the floor of the car. "What videos?" I asked."The necklace, sir," Agatha said. "She saw Miss Flora wearing it. The Eye of the Blue Sea. There are photos of you putting it around her neck. They're everywhere."I closed my eyes for half a second, then snapped them open again because I was doing sixty. *Damn.*"She's furious," Agatha went on, and her voice was shaking now. "She's throwing things. She's broken two lamps already. I've never seen her like this, I don't..."That frightened me more than any shouting could have. Grandma didn't break things. In thirty years I had never seen her throw so much as a cushion. When she was angry she went quiet and sharp, her words cutting like glass wrapped in silk. She did not smash lamps."Keep her sitting down," I said. "Don't let her walk around.""I'm trying!""I'm coming."I swung the car across two lanes and turned around, my heart pounding hard enough to hurt.By the time
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Chapter: Chapter 207Chapter 207Rowan's Point of ViewI drove away from the Avenue alone.The necklace case sat on the passenger seat, empty. Flora had still been wearing the stone when I left, laughing with my mother in the lobby, and I had walked out past them without a word because I couldn't stand another second in that building. The silence in the car was almost worse. It pressed against my ears until I could hear my own pulse.I should have been thinking about the business contacts. Or the fake antique I had paid a small fortune for while the entire room whispered behind their hands. Or Grandma's necklace, which was now hanging around the wrong neck. Instead, all I could see was Janet.Janet walking into that gala between Jasper and Peter with her chin lifted and one hand through each of their arms. The cameras turning, every one of them, swinging away from Flora and me like a tide going out, and the shouting that followed, the questions, *who is she, who is she with*. The women inside greeting her
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Chapter: Chapter 206Chapter 206Janet's Point of ViewPeter glanced at Flora for exactly one second, cold as January. "And crying doesn't make a lie true," he said.Caroline looked as though she might burst into flames. "You have no right to come in here and insult us!"Now Peter turned to her. "Mrs. Thayer." His voice was still level and calm, which made every word land harder, like stones dropped into a deep well. "I've spent this entire evening watching you treat Janet as though she has no dignity. You slapped her. You insulted her. And then you expected her to stand there quietly while you hung another woman with a necklace meant for a sick old woman in a hospital bed."He paused, and something in his face went very hard. "And now you want her to kneel?"No one answered him.I stood behind his shoulder, and I realised my hands were shaking against the boxes. Nobody had ever done this for me. In three years in the Thayer house, I had stood alone in a hundred rooms like this one, swallowing every accus
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