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Chapter 67
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He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival Chapter 74
Henry’s BackstoryHenry’s POVTwenty-two years ago…I stood still as my father kept hitting me over and over again. I knew he wasn’t going to be satisfied until I shed a tear and showed him that I was in pain, but since that wasn’t going to happen, I prepared to continue getting hit until he would eventually get tired and leave me alone.“You should never forget whose son you are, you bastard!” he yelled angrily before punching me in the face. Since I didn’t expect the impact of the punch, I staggered backward, and when he realized that I was no longer steady, he did what he did best. He kicked me on my knee, causing me to fall flat, and that was when it started. Again.The drunken kicking was a habit my father had whenever he was drunk, upset, or unsatisfied about something. This time, I was unfortunately the scapegoat of his rage because he had gotten a call earlier from one of my teachers who had reported me for failing class.He started to kick me everywhere he could, and I simply
He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival Chapter 73
Third Person POVRyan walked into the dimly lit bar, the familiar buzz of conversations and clinking glasses enveloping him. He scanned the room until he spotted Killian at the bar, a half-empty glass of whiskey in front of him. Ryan made his way through the crowd, tapping Killian lightly on the back to call his attention.Killian turned, his face lighting up with a smile as he saw Ryan.“Hey, there he is!” he exclaimed, raising his glass in a mock salute.“To what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected outing? I didn’t think I’d be seeing you at a bar for at least six months, since you seem so preoccupied with your wife.”Ryan settled onto the bar stool next to Killian, motioning for the bartender to serve him his usual drink. He let out a small sigh before answering.“Well, I needed to talk to someone, K. And you’re the only one I can trust with this.”Killian furrowed his brows, concern etching his features.“What’s wrong, Ryan? Did something happen? Did you and Scarlet already g
He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival Chapter 72
Scarlet’s POVI stood there, basking in the satisfaction of seeing Isabella being escorted out of her clinic, handcuffed and surrounded by police officers. It was exactly as I had requested, with every detail carefully planned to ensure that she felt the full weight of humiliation and defeat. This was my victory, my moment of triumph.As Isabella was pushed into the police car, our eyes met. Her expression was a mix of anger and fear, and I could immediately tell that she was on the verge of tears. But I couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction, relishing in the knowledge that I had finally given her a taste of pain and humiliation.I mouthed the words, “I warned you,” silently, punctuating my triumph. She gritted her teeth, helpless and defeated, unable to do anything to stop the consequences of her actions: a few years in jail and the loss of her medical license.The police officers gave a curt nod in my direction, acknowledging the successful culmination of my plan. With Isabella no
He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival Chapter 71
Scarlet’s POVI lay there, my face buried in my pillow, the weight of embarrassment consuming me. I couldn’t believe I had made such a fool of myself in front of Ryan. The memory of my impulsive action replayed in my mind like a never-ending loop, intensified by my raging self-consciousness.Regret swept over me, twisting my stomach into knots. How could I have let my feelings get the better of me? The thought of facing Ryan now, after my humiliating display of vulnerability and my feeble attempts to brush it off as a joke, filled me with a wave of shame.As I kicked my feet in frustration, my mind raced, replaying the events of the previous night. I chastised myself for letting my guard down so easily and for allowing my desires to blur the line between our contract and something more. I had broken a rule, and I regretted it so much.“Why did I do that? What was I thinking?” I muttered to myself, my voice muffled by the duvet. The weight of my mistakes felt crushing, and the desire t
He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival Chapter 70
As the car pulled away from the bustling lights of the party, Ryan and Scarlet found themselves seated in the back, yearning for the peace and quiet that the night would bring. Exhaustion clung to them, their bodies craving rest after a night of tension.Scarlet let out a tired sigh, her weariness echoing through the quiet space.“I’m so tired,” she murmured, her voice tinged with fatigue. “And cold too.”Ryan, attuned to her needs, didn’t waste a moment. He reached for his jacket, sliding it off his shoulders and draping it over Scarlet’s frame.Scarlet smiled warmly at his gesture, feeling a comforting warmth envelop her.“Thank you,” she whispered, her gratitude resonating with sincerity.Closing her eyes, Scarlet settled deeper into the seat, the exhaustion pulling at her like a gentle tug. Ryan watched her, his eyes filled with tenderness and concern.“Do you want to sleep, Scarlet?”Nodding in agreement, Scarlet uttered a sleepy, “Mmhmm,” her voice heavy with fatigue.“I’m so ti
He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival Chapter 69
Third Person POV.After Ryan and Scarlet moved away from the confrontation with Henry, Ryan couldn’t help but feel a surge of concern for his wife. He turned to her, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of distress.“Scarlet, are you okay?” he asked. “That must have been tiring to deal with. I’m sorry you had to deal with him on a day like this.”Scarlet sucked in a breath, her face briefly displaying a mix of emotions before settling into a determined expression. She paused for a few seconds, gathering her thoughts, before responding.“I have to admit, I was initially feeling a little intimidated,” Scarlet confessed. “This is such a huge party, and everyone here seems so important and prominent in some way, so I couldn’t help but feel a little out of place. But seeing a useless bastard like Henry at this party has actually made me feel a lot better. It kind of reminded me that bastards also dress in suits and pretty dresses.”Ryan chuckled at her blunt assessment, a hint of amuse
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