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Chapter 293

Author: Bunnykoo
last update publish date: 2026-04-27 23:59:00

Desmond Hale.

Her father. The man who had publicly cut all ties with her, announcing to the world that she was dead to him. The man who had looked away while Cassandra abused her for years. He was a cold, calculating, selfish man, but he was her blood. He was the only family she had left in the world. Surely, if his pregnant, penniless daughter showed up at his doorstep freezing to death in the middle of the night, he wouldn't let her stay on the street.

Aria forced herself
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  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 295

    A fresh wave of horror and grief washed over her, but she aggressively forced it down. She refused to break down again. She walked over to the edge of the mattress and sat down, the springs groaning loudly beneath her weight. She felt completely, utterly broken. Her head throbbed with a vicious migraine, and her bones ached with a deep, settling exhaustion.She slowly unbuttoned her heavy wool coat, letting it fall open but keeping it on for warmth as the room's radiator weakly clanked to life. She reached into her pocket, pulling out the remaining cash, and spread it out on the faded bedspread.Two hundred and forty-five dollars left.Aria stared at the bills, her exhausted mind trying to run the calculations. If she stayed in this cheap motel, paying sixty dollars a night, and ate only the cheapest food she could find at a corner bodega, this money would last her exactly four days. Maybe a week if she pushed it and skipped meals.And then what?

  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 294

    The harsh, blinding glare of the morning sun was what finally pulled her back to consciousness.Aria gasped, her eyes snapping open as a brilliant beam of light sliced through the scratched plexiglass of the bus shelter, hitting her directly in the face. For one fraction of a second, her sleep-addled brain thought she was back in the penthouse. She expected to feel the heavy, warm expanse of Damian’s chest pressed against her back, the soft Egyptian cotton sheets tangled around her legs.Then, the freezing New York wind whipped across her exposed neck, and the brutal, suffocating reality violently crashed down on her.She was not in a bed. She was lying curled on her side on a freezing metal bench on a deserted sidewalk.Aria squeezed her eyes shut, a jagged, breathless whimper escaping her cracked lips. The memory of the previous night slammed into her mind like a physical blow. The ruined roses. The shattered glass. The terrifying, dead look in

  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 293

    Desmond Hale.Her father. The man who had publicly cut all ties with her, announcing to the world that she was dead to him. The man who had looked away while Cassandra abused her for years. He was a cold, calculating, selfish man, but he was her blood. He was the only family she had left in the world. Surely, if his pregnant, penniless daughter showed up at his doorstep freezing to death in the middle of the night, he wouldn't let her stay on the street.Aria forced herself to stand. Her legs were incredibly weak, trembling beneath her weight, but she forced them to move.She walked for another agonizing hour. The miles stretched endlessly, her boots dragging heavily against the pavement. By the time she finally reached the exclusive, heavily guarded neighborhood where her father’s sprawling estate was located, she was completely exhausted. Her vision was spotting with dark edges, her stomach cramping lightly from the physical exertion and the lack of food

  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 292

    The heavy glass doors of the luxury high-rise slid shut behind her with a quiet, dismissive whisper. Aria stood on the edge of the concrete sidewalk, completely frozen. The biting, bitter wind of the New York evening whipped down the avenue, tearing through her unbuttoned wool coat, but she didn’t feel the cold. She didn’t feel her feet inside her boots. She didn’t feel the air entering her lungs. She stood under the harsh glare of a streetlamp, staring blankly at the passing traffic, looking exactly like a living corpse. Just twenty minutes ago, she had been vibrating with the greatest joy of her entire life. She had been carrying the physical proof of their future in her hands, her heart bursting with the absolute certainty that Damian would sweep her into his arms, that his dark eyes would light up with the overwhelming love he had shown her every single morning since he placed that diamond on her finger.

  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 291

    Damian looked down at her crying at his feet. For a fraction of a second, the violent, explosive rage in his face seemed to fracture, giving way to a devastating, completely broken agony."Is this revenge?" Damian asked, his voice dropping into a raw, trembling rasp. The heartbreak bled heavily through the words. "Did you hate me that much for how I treated you in the beginning? Did you play the long game just to ruin me?""No! Never!" she wept, gripping his legs tighter. "I fell in love with you! You are my whole world!"Damian’s jaw tightened. The brief, agonizing window of vulnerability slammed permanently shut. He reached down, his massive hands grabbing her shoulders. With one violent, merciless jerk, he ripped her off his legs and threw her backward onto the floor."Get off me," he sneered, looking at her with absolute, freezing contempt.Desperation clawed at her raw throat. She was losing him. The digital footprint had entirely blinded him. She frantically looked around the de

  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 290

    The first was a shot of her sitting at her favorite French cafe three blocks south of their building. But she wasn't alone. Sitting directly across from her was a blonde man in a sharp grey suit. The photo was perfectly framed through the cafe window, capturing Aria’s hand resting intimately, undeniably, over his on the center of the small wooden table.The second photo shifted to the dingy, yellow lighting of a cheap hotel room. A lumpy mattress. And there, tangled in the sheets, was the same blonde man, his hands gripping the hips of a woman whose head was thrown back in ecstasy, her dark hair splayed across the pillows. Aria stared at the woman's face. It was her. The beige trench coat she had bought last month was clearly visible, discarded on the filthy floor.Beneath the glossy photos were thick pages of printed text. Transcripts. Encrypted chat logs leaking highly confidential corporate details, contract numbers, and blind spots in Damian’s internal company servers.The blood i

  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 18

    Dinner was a torture session disguised as a meal.The dining room was vast, lit by the crystal chandelier that cast a harsh, glittering light on the silver and china. The heating was on, but the room felt drafty.Desmond sat at the head of the table, cutting his roast beef with aggressive strokes.“

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  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 24

    The Lake House didn't just feel old; it felt like it was dying. Tonight, under the assault of the winter gale, the house groaned like a rotting corpse being torn apart by the wind.Thunder rattled the windowpanes in their rotted frames, vibrating through the floorboards like a heartbeat beneath the

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  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 22

    “I didn’t mean to…”“Apologize!” Cassandra demanded. She shoved Aria’s shoulder. It wasn’t a hard shove, but Aria was standing on the wet, slick edge of the infinity pool. Her bare feet had no grip on the stone. She slipped. Her arms windmilled wildly. She dropped the tray with a deafening clatter.

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  • Forbidden By Her Sister's Husband    Chapter 19

    The winter nights in New York didn't just arrive; they settled over the city like a heavy, frozen shroud. The sleet was relentless, washing the grime off the city streets and leaving behind a slick, black polish that mirrored the suffocating mood of the Hale estate.It had been only a handful of day

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