LOGINMy husband brought his pregnant ex into our home, claiming the baby isn’t his, that he’s just helping her out. But that woman? She’s running the show, making it clear she wants to tear us apart. My husband always defends her, even though he swears he loves me. She told me I was just her replacement and and my husband’s actions proved it. Everything seemed perfect... until she uncovered my BIG secret. She pushed my husband to find out the truth: that I only came close to him for my first love...
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近くの定食屋で遅めの昼食を済ませると、凌さんは私の部屋まで荷解きの手伝いに戻ってくれた。 シャツの袖を捲り上げ、逞しい腕で彼は嫌な顔一つせず、重い段ボールを次々と片付けていく。 私一人では到底終わらなかった作業を、凌さんはほぼ一人で終わらせてくれた。 「これでよし。あとはお前が明日から、ここで一人でどう過ごすかだな」 そう言って、凌さんはキッチンの蛇口をひねって、手を洗う。その慣れた動作は、まるでもう自分の家であるように自然だった。 私は眼鏡の位置を指先で直し、凌さんの隣で彼を眺めた。 「本当にありがとう、お兄ちゃん。助かっちゃった」 「いいさ。……ただ、これからは外食ばかりじゃなくて、ちゃんと自炊もするんだぞ。お前、すぐに無理をして体調を崩すからな」 「うん、頑張るけど……」 私が自信なさげに笑うと、凌さんはふと思いついたように、私の部屋の合鍵がついたキーホルダーを指先で弄んだ。 「折角隣に住んでるんだ、仕事の合間に時間が取れたら、夕飯を作りに入ってやってもいい。これを持っていれば、お前が帰宅する前に準備もできるしな」 「えっ、それは悪いよ! お兄ちゃん、お仕事ですごく忙しいのに……」 恐縮して首を振る私に、凌さんは瞳を僅かに細め、穏やかな声音のまま言った。 なのに、なぜか「駄目」とは言えない空気だった。 「悪いことなんてないさ。お前に作ることで、俺もちゃんとした食事をとる理由ができる。一人だと、どうしても不摂生になりがちだからな。……お前の健康管理は、俺にとってもメリットがあるんだよ」 「……お兄ちゃんがそう言うなら。じゃあ、甘えちゃおうかな」 私が無邪気に頷くと、凌さんの唇が満足げに弧を描いた。 「ああ、遠慮しなくていい。俺が食べさせたいんだ。……お前の体を、ちゃんとしたもので満たしてやりたいからな」 凌さんの優しさが照れくさくて、私は眼鏡のブリッジを上げるふりをして目を逸らした。 ふと、私は気になったことを口にする。 「お兄ちゃん、いつの間に料理が得意になったの? 昔はそんな素振りなかったのに」 (もしかして、彼女さんとかがきっかけだったりするのかな)Emma’s POV The airport buzzed with activity, a chaotic mixture of hurried footsteps, muffled announcements, and the odd crying child. The air smelled of strong coffee and the remaining scent of floor polish. People moved past me, their faces varying—excitement, exhaustion, indifference. But I barely noticed them. I stood near my boarding gate, my suitcase beside me, my hands holding the handle so tightly that my knuckles had turned white. The weight in my chest got heavier with each passing second. I told myself I wasn’t hesitant, that I wasn’t waiting for something—or someone—to stop me. But deep down, I wasn’t sure if that was true. This is it, I thought, looking at the digital sign above the gate. A new start. Paris. A city of art, a city of dreams. A place where no one knew me, where I could shed the weight of my past and finally move on. Beside me, Abigail nudged my shoulder. “You sure about this?” she asked, her voice laced with worry. I forced a small smile. “I
Emma’s POVI could hear a dull roar in the airport. As I stood next to the boarding gate, I had a little too much of a grip on my suitcase's handle. Around me, people were moving quickly: tourists dragging their bags, families saying their goodbyes through tears, and flight attendants moving with practiced speed. Even though there was a lot going on, my world felt strangely still. That was it. A one-way trip to Paris. A new start. A chance to finally leave the past behind. I let out a sigh and looked at the big digital clock above the gate to see what time it was. Fifteen minutes until boarding. Abigail moved around on her feet next to me and carefully watched me. "Are you sure you'll be okay?" I smiled at her as I looked at her. “Of course. I can handle it.” She sighed, folding her arms. “I know you can, but that doesn’t mean you should have to do it alone.” Warmth spread through me at her care. Abigail had been my rock through everything—the heartbreak, the scandal
Sebastian’s POVThere was a heavy, oppressive silence in Alex's office. It was clear from his reluctance that he was concealing something. I leaned forward and spoke in a steady, low voice. "Alex, please tell me the truth." Alex rubbed his temples and let out a short exhale before looking up at me. He hesitated out of remorse, not merely reluctance. Finally, in a tight voice, he stated, "There are things you don't understand." I sat back and scoffed. "Then explain things to me." I was becoming impatient. Since I arrived, you have been evading my queries. The procedure was discussed first, and now this. To Emma, who was Matthew? And why did she go? Alex's mouth clenched. Before he finally let out a breath, his shoulders slumped as though the truth was too much for him to bear any longer, his fingers drumming against the surface. "I've always harboured affections for Emma." It was an insult to the face. My nails dug into my hands as my fingers balled into fists. "What
Sebastian’s POVI fiddled with my sleeve's cuff, my fingers resting on the silky material for longer than was necessary. Long shadows were thrown against the dark wood furnishings in my study as the morning light poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows. As I collected the last papers and carefully placed them in my briefcase, I let out a long sigh.My scheduled heart checkup occurred today, which was a necessary annoyance.The sterile air, the whispered conversations, and the continual reminder of vulnerability were all reasons why I had always hated hospitals. But I was unable to dodge this check-up. Despite my desire for it, my body was not invincible.I had just closed my briefcase when I heard footsteps approaching softly. Our son was in the arms of Ava when she emerged from the doorway. With pure curiosity, he reached out to the world with his small fingers, curling and uncurling."Are you going to the hospital right now?" she inquired, moving the infant a little to repositio
Emma's POVIt was a calm drive home.I leaned my head against the window and observed the city lights flickering by. I felt the vibrations of the world outside as my fingers delicately touched the cool glass. The wind carried the little smell of rain through the window's tiny opening. "You shouldn
Emma’s POVCouples walking hand in hand, kids pulling at their parents, and friends giggling over coffee made the mall a hive of activity. I felt oddly distant from the routine of it all, as though I were traversing a world that was no longer mine. I only partially listened to Abigail as she ta
Emma’s POVI didn’t even think. My feet moved before my brain could think, and I found myself chasing after Ava, my heart pounding with anger and fear."Ava!" I called as I closed the distance between us. She stopped in her tracks, slowly turning to face me, her lips curling into that same annoying
Emma's POVThe chilly night air hit me like a slap as soon as I left the venue, but it was insufficient to quench the scalding embarrassment that was creeping up my spine. Even though the crowd's whispers were muffled by my pounding heart, I could still feel their eyes on me as they scrutinized, qu












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