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CHAPTER 189: Retribution
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Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother CHAPTER 198: Denial
A surge of resentment flared in Conrad’s chest, sharp and unexplained. One thing was clear—he wasn’t happy with how things had turned out. Earlier at the restaurant, the maître d’ had assured him that Isla had already arrived, but Conrad hadn’t caught even a glimpse of her. Instead, Elara had stormed into their private dining room, fuming about Lucas Westwood’s absence. The confusion only cleared when they questioned the staff and discovered that Lucas Westwood and Isla had left the place together. As much as Conrad wanted to feel relieved that Elara’s date had been canceled, he found himself utterly irritated knowing that Lucas had taken his girlfriend away. “How could those two be together?” Ethan asked, incredulous. “Do they even know each other? Was he one of your clients?” That was the only explanation Conrad could come up with. He scoffed. Was Isla really trying that hard to win him back, going as far as securing Lucas Westwood as a client? Landing Westwood Company would be
Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother CHAPTER 197: Twin
Lucas Confusion etched itself across my face. I remembered her telling me, “There was a misunderstanding...” I’d assumed she meant there were things she needed to handle, that she wasn’t supposed to be at the restaurant in the first place. But after speaking with my mother, she told me Ms. Foster had waited for me for hours at that restaurant. That’s when the pieces started falling into place, none of them fitting the picture I’d constructed. The woman I’d spent the evening with wasn’t the one who had arranged our blind date. They simply shared the same last name. A deep frown furrowed my brow. My jaw tightened as I watched Isla Foster hurry away from the vehicle, genuine fear flickering across her features. Just then, a woman stormed toward her, and something in me stirred: a need to protect Isla. “Isla! You bitch! I asked the restaurant who Mr. West—” She saw me emerge from the shadows behind Isla, and her words died in a strangled scream. “M-Mr. Westwood?” Her voice falt
Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother CHAPTER 196: Mistaken
After submitting my resignation at Conrad’s company, I headed to the restaurant he had mentioned. Just as I reached for the door, I froze. Conrad was talking to Ethan, his best friend, and a woman, likely Ethan’s girlfriend or perhaps just one of their female friends. “Come on, man,” Ethan was saying. “She’s always been like that. Aren’t you used to it by now?” “I must admit, I was shocked when Isla Foster became your girlfriend,” the woman said. “Wasn’t Elara the one you loved? How did you end up with Isla instead?” “You don’t know?” Ethan replied casually. “Elara left two years ago. She went abroad for that guy Mrs. Foster introduced her to. She was completely obsessed with that man abroad. Our boy here was devastated.” Ethan paused for a beat, clearly reacting to a sharp look from Conrad. “Sorry, I’m just being honest.” “So, you chose Isla?” the woman asked. “The twin?” “Elara’s imitation,” Ethan sneered. The two of them burst out laughing. Conrad didn’t say a word. He didn
Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother CHAPTER 195: Ignored
The other end of the line was silent for some time before I finally heard his sneer. “You’re always like this when things don’t go your way. Stop the nonsense. Go to the office tomorrow morning and fix the issue with that client.” Those were the last words I heard before the line went dead. He had no intention of taking what I truly wanted seriously. Maybe it was my fault he treated me this way. I allowed it. But for the first time, I didn’t care what he thought. I was too hurt to think, too tired to keep pretending everything was fine. Conrad and Elara had lived near each other growing up—they were childhood friends—so I’d seen him around whenever my father sent me to their house on his birthday. I was seventeen when I first truly met Conrad. That day, I couldn’t hold back the tears. I felt so out of place, so unwanted. My father, Mr. Foster, barely acknowledged me, like I was just there to tick off some family obligation. Like, inviting me was more for show than affection. It
Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother CHAPTER 194: Grief
Isla ‘Sorry. Elara told me she needed money for her upcoming meeting with Lucas Westwood. She didn’t want to look plain, so my accountant sent her the funds instead. I was on a business trip and just got back now.’ Tears dropped onto the screen as I read that message from Conrad Cross, my boyfriend of two years. I broke down crying in the hospital hallway. It was over. I no longer needed the money I was borrowing from him. Mom was gone. I had no one else to turn to. My father was never an option, which was why I’d asked Conrad for help. But who would’ve thought he’d prioritize Elara’s whims and material needs over my mother’s medical bills? Elara is my twin sister. I told her our mother was dying, but she completely disregarded it. How could she have done this to our mother? Then again, she never liked Mom. When we were seven, Mother chose to divorce Dad when his mistress entered the picture. Unfortunately, Elara decided to stay with our father and his new woman, thinking he wa
Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother CHAPTER 193: Serendipity
Lucas “All your friends are settling down, getting married, building families—and here you are, still treating life like a game!” Mom’s voice cracked slightly, whether from emotion or the medication; I couldn’t tell. I didn’t even flinch anymore. I’d heard that line so many times I’d lost count. Still, it never failed to sting. I frowned, keeping my gaze on the floor. The sting of her words hit deeper than I cared to admit. All my friends had moved on, settled down, and found their so-called happiness. And me? I was still here—alone, stalled, pretending I didn’t care. After Emma died, I stopped dating entirely. I buried myself in work. From a reckless womanizer to a relentless workaholic—that’s the man I’d become. “Mom, maybe ease up a bit…” my brother Roman muttered, but his voice carried the authority of being the eldest. “And who says Lucas isn’t serious?” Nora added, flipping through the hospital’s visitor log like a magazine. “He owns a multi-million-dollar company. You thi
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