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Where Is He

作者: JacqueAuthor
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-17 22:26:10

The Bennets

Mrs. Bennett drove like a woman possessed, her hands gripping the wheel so tightly they ached. Every red light felt like an insult, every slow car in front of her felt like a personal attack. She kept dialing Ariana’s number over and over again, each time hearing that hollow, endless ringing until it went to voicemail.

When she finally pulled into Ariana’s driveway, she barely put the car in park before she was out and rushing up to the front door. She knocked hard, then again, then pounded with her fist.

"Ariana!" she called, her voice sharp with panic.

The door opened slowly. Ariana stood there, pale and looking shaken, as if she hadn’t slept.

"Where is he?" Mrs. Bennett demanded, pushing past her into the house before Ariana could even answer.

"In the guest room," Ariana said softly, her voice trembling. "But...."

Mrs. Bennett was already down the hall, her heels clicking against the floor until she reached the closed door. She didn’t knock. She threw it open.

Her breat
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  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Some People

    MONIQUEThis was news to me. I had absolutely no idea what Mr. Smith was talking about.I turned toward Ryan slowly, my eyes wide.“You… you were going to get charged?”Ryan didn’t look at me. He kept his eyes fixed on Mr. Smith instead. His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the muscles pulsing beneath his skin.“That’s ancient history,” Ryan said. “It’s irrelevant.”“It’s very relevant,” Mr. Smith replied calmly, leaning back in his chair. “Especially when the matter at hand concerns ownership, legal autonomy, and the safety of my client.”Ryan let out a short, cold laugh.“Your client?” he repeated. “She is not any client of yours, Mr. Smith. You were her parents’ lawyer. Not hers.”He glanced at me, then back at Mr. Smith, as if I were furniture in the room.“She’s my wife. She and I are one,” Ryan continued. “And I speak on her behalf. We’re only here because she personally needs to sign, and you refused to let me bring the documents to her myself.... So just put the papers

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   The Settlement

    MONIQUEMrs. Bennett finally left, but thankfully, Ryan didn’t come back into the bedroom.I was fortunate enough not to see him the next day either. The day after that, I woke up to the same silence that had started to feel like a trap. It felt like the calm before the storm. My days were just days now...empty, unplanned, and composed of fear and worry. Every hour was dictated by the Bennetts, with Ryan as their leader. I didn’t know what was coming until it happened. That morning, the door opened without warning... Ryan walked in.I don’t know why, but just the sight of him made my stomach twist and my breath catch. It was becoming an instinct now... Pure fear and hatred. automatic.He stood there, expression unreadable, his voice clipped and cold.“Take a shower and get changed. Wear something appropriate and meet me downstairs.”He looked at his watch.“We have fifteen minutes. Hurry up.”And just like that, without adding another word, he turned and left.I did exactly as he said.

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Limits

    MONIQUESuddenly, Knock. Knock.We both freeze. Our eyes dart toward the door.“Ryan? Monique?”It’s Mrs. Bennett, Ryan's mother.I wait for Ryan to respond, but he doesn’t. Mrs. Bennett goes on, her voice worried. “Ryan? Monique? Are you okay in there?”Ryan sighs, takes a deep breath, and then starts walking toward the door while I’m still crouched there on the floor. He opens it, and the two of them exchange a few words in low tones I can’t make out. The next minute, Mrs. Bennett steps into the room.I raise my head to look at her. She looks back at me, first at my face, then at the shattered phone on the floor, and something in her eyes shifts. She turns toward Ryan and says firmly, “Leave us.”Just like that. Ryan gives me one last warning look before walking out and closing the door behind him.For a few moments, Mrs. Bennett just stands there, silent, her gaze moving from the broken pieces on the floor to me. Finally, she sighs. “What happened here, Monique?”But I can’t fin

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Lie

    MONIQUEWhat is happening?"What is this?" Ryan asks, raising the phone between us.I swallow hard, forcing down the panic that’s threatening to rise. I don’t respond to Ryan's questions.Ryan places the phone on my lap as we sit next to each other. Our thighs nearly touch. Not quite, but enough to make my skin crawl. I shift slightly away from him.I pick it up, place it right back on his thigh. “It looks like a phone to me.”“Yes,” he says quietly, his lips curving into something that isn’t a smile. “You’re right. It is a phone. But the question is.....who does it belong to?”I shrug. “I don’t know. Is it yours?”He lets out a laugh, mocking, hollow, wrong.“What happened,” he begins slowly, “is that when you ran away from me to the bathroom last night… the sheets were tangled and everything was a mess. As I was getting out of bed, I leaned on the pillow and felt something strange. I pulled it away and.....”He pauses.“There it was. The phone... This phone. Just lying there, on th

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Found It

    MONIQUEI wake up slowly, my body aching from sleeping on the cold bathroom floor, still trembling from the tension and humiliation of last night. The robe is still warm around me, but it feels like a thin, fragile shield against everything I know is coming. My hands and legs shake as I force myself to stand, moving toward the mirror. I look at my reflection and then, like a knife twisting, I remember Ryan’s hands, his mouth, the way he seemed to riddle me with himself..... I can’t take it.I strip down immediately, stepping into the shower. The water is hot, scalding even, and I let it run over me again and again, washing, scrubbing, over and over until I can convince myself every trace of him is gone. I shampoo, rinse, shampoo again, rinse again. I can no longer hear his sounds, but the feeling of being dirty lingers, crawling under my skin, impossible to shake.I quietly open the bathroom door. The last thing I want is to see him....his stupid face, that triumphant smirk. But the

  • DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT   Please Stop

    MONIQUEFor a second, I think he’s going to kiss me. For a second, I think he’s going to let me go.But… the former wins.His mouth comes down on mine....but I’m quicker, because I was already expecting it. I turn my head to the side, and his kiss lands on my cheek instead. He laughs. His laugh is strange, manic, hollow.Then his lips move down, towards my neck… my shoulders… and lower. I try fighting him. Oh, I try fighting him. I’m screaming, telling him to get off me.“Get off me, Ryan! I don’t want this.....stop! Stop!”That’s all I can say, his name and the word stop over and over, like maybe if I repeat it enough, he’ll actually hear me. But he doesn’t.I try to kick. I try to move my hands. But he’s heavy, too heavy, and all I can do is thrash my legs weakly beneath him. Then he uses his free hand to grab at my dress, and I hear the sound of something tearing. The things on the nightstand crash to the floor, rolling away, glass clinking against the tiles.Now I’m lying beneath

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