EX-HUSBAND REGRET! (I married his billionaire step brother)

****THE FOLLOWING DAY.The cab halted at Stonegazer Estate, Charlotte got down from the cab alongside with Jasmine. Charlotte had no other choice but to take her since she insisted on going with her.Charlotte bend over to Jasmine level, “Promise me you’d be a good girl, huh?” Charlotte asked and Jasmine nod immediately.“Yes mummy! I will be a good girl,” Jasmine instantly said, Charlotte caress her cheeks and they both walked in.Charlotte jaw dropped when she got to the Harrington Villa, it was so gigantic. The Villa was different from the one she went to 6years ago, in fact this Villa was the most beautiful building she has ever seen.She went to the security guard, “Good day, I’m here to see Brandon wells,” She asked the security guard while the man scanned her properly.“Charlotte Walker?” The man asked her and she nod immediately, “Go in, Sir Brandon is waiting for you,” The man instructed and she walked in with Jasmine.Charlotte thought she had seen it all, no, not unti

I'm sorry Charlotte but Mr Aster has to decide "Come here, Jasmine," Charlotte said firmly, pulling her daughter by the arm. Jasmine hesitated, looking back at Astor with wide eyes, but eventually let her mother drag her away. Charlotte’s heart raced as she tried to shake off the strange moment. She didn’t need her daughter getting attached to Astor just yet. Astor, on the other hand, turned on his heel, striding off toward the living room. His footsteps echoed against the marble floors. Charlotte crouched to Jasmine’s level, forcing a smile despite the storm raging inside her. “Sweetie, you can’t just run to people like that, okay? Especially not him,” she said softly, brushing a stray curl from Jasmine’s face. “But, Mommy, he’s nice,” Jasmine said, her tone innocent and matter-of-fact. Charlotte sighed, biting her lip. “I know he seems nice, but he’s... busy. Let’s just stay out of his way, alright?” Jasmine nodded, though she seemed far from convinced. --- In th

All Rich People Are Just The Same“Where’s Charlotte?” Astor’s sharp voice rang out as Brandon approached the door, his tone laced with irritation.Brandon hesitated, his gaze flickering as he tried to put together the right response. “She left…” he said finally, his voice barely audible.Astor’s expression darkened immediately. “How could you just let her leave like that?” he barked, his voice rising as he stepped closer to Brandon.Brandon opened his mouth to respond but faltered, unable to find the words. The truth was, he hadn’t known how to stop her, or if he even should have.Astor ran out of patience. Grabbing Brandon by the shirt, he pulled him close, his grey-brown eyes filled with anger. “You are going to find her and bring her back. Did you hear me?”Brandon nodded quickly, his head bobbing as he stammered, “Y-Yes, sir.”Astor released him with a shove, stepping back and straightening his suit with a flick of his wrist. Without another word, he stormed out of the room, leav

Bound By Shadows That evening, Charlotte stood outside Astor’s grand villa, her heart pounding as she stared at the massive iron gates.She hesitated, clutching her bag tightly, as Astor’s proposition replayed in her mind.The numbers had been staggering. Five million dollars!Enough to change her and Jasmine’s lives forever. But the price of accepting such a deal weighed heavily on her chest.She stepped forward reluctantly, pressing the intercom button. A voice crackled through, cold and sharp. “Who is this?”“It’s Charlotte Walker,” she said, her voice trembling slightly.There was a brief pause before the gates clicked open, swinging inward with mechanical precision. Charlotte swallowed hard and began walking, the crunch of gravel under her shoes echoing in the still evening air.By the time she reached the front door, Astor was already waiting. He leaned against the doorway, his grey-brown eyes unreadable as they swept over her. “7:30pm?”“You’re late,” he remarked coolly.Cha

Astor sat in his study, a glass of whiskey in hand, his eyes staring out at the darkened sky beyond the tall windows. The room was unusually quiet.Charlotte stood by the doorway, unsure whether to step in. “You don’t have to stand there,” Astor said suddenly, his voice low. He didn’t turn to look at her, his gaze still fixed on the window.Charlotte hesitated for a moment before walking in. She sat on one of the leather chairs opposite him, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. “You look like you have a lot on your mind,” she said cautiously.Astor finally turned, his eyes meeting hers. For once, his gaze softened. “A lot doesn’t even cover it,” he muttered, swirling the amber liquid in his glass.Charlotte waited, sensing there was more he wanted to say.“My family…” he began, trailing off as if searching for the right words. “It’s never been normal. Not even close. Everything has always been about power, control, and appearances.”Charlotte’s brow furrowed. She had expected Astor