LOGINShare
Chapter 49 – Found Out
Last Updated:
2025-06-13 06:05:58
Latest chapter
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 56 – Between the Lines
POV: AmeliaI found him on the balcony later that night. He had not gone to sleep.His hand gripped the railing like it was the only thing holding him up, and it probably was, that was what broke me.I didn’t say his name right away. Just stood at the threshold, watching his back rise and fall in quiet, measured breaths. Like if he didn’t control them, he’d shatter.“Ethan,” I said finally.He turned. Slowly. Like he didn’t want to face me but couldn’t stand to keep his back to me either.His eyes were tired. Not from lack of sleep—but from carrying too much.“What did your father say?” I asked, my voice gentle, not pushing, but not letting him retreat either.Ethan didn’t answer immediately. His jaw clenched. Then unclenched. He looked past me, like if he stared hard enough into the distance, he could disappear.“He said I’m just… a body now,” he murmured.I stepped closer. The cool air pressed between us, but I didn’t let it win.“A burden,” he continued. “A reminder of everything t
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 55 – The Inheritance of Blame
POV: Ethan “I thought we agreed you wouldn’t come here unannounced,” my father said without turning away from the window. His voice, cool and clipped, carried the same frost it always had when it came to me.“I called,” I replied. My hand tightened on the head of my cane as I crossed the threshold of his study. “Your secretary said you were free.”“Free, yes. Willing, no.”He turned then. Steel-gray eyes landed on me like a slap. No warmth. No welcome. Just the same familiar weight of disappointment he wore like a second skin.I stayed silent. He hated when I flinched. I didn’t give him the satisfaction.“You’ve lost weight,” he said flatly. “You look like hell.”“Good to see you too.”He scoffed, the sound dismissive. “Cut the sarcasm. What do you want now? More time? Another speech about how you ‘meant well’ last month when you nearly flushed the company down the goddamn toilet?”I didn’t move. I had prepared for this—at least I thought I had.“You know I didn’t sell it,” I said ca
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 54 – A Lie Between Us
POV: Amelia"I watched Ethan sleep with one hand curled over his stomach, his other arm flung across my pillow. He didn’t look like a man plotting revenge — he looked like a boy trying to survive grief."The pillow beneath his head had a faint streak of red from the cut he’d gotten two days ago when he threw a glass across the room. That cut was healing. I wasn’t sure the rest of him was.I slid out from under the blanket and pressed my feet to the cool floor. My back ached in that odd, hollow way it had for days now, and I touched my belly without meaning to.Still quiet. Still new.I padded into the bathroom and shut the door. I didn’t flush. I didn’t brush my teeth. I just stared at my face. There was a smudge of mascara under one eye and a healing bite mark on my shoulder. Ethan had clung to me like I was the only thing keeping him from drowning.I lied to him yesterday.Not about the pregnancy. That truth was already out.But I had gone back to the hospital, and I hadn’t told him
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 53 – Not My Brother?
POV: Ethan“There’s no way this is right,” Ryan barked. “Run the test again. I’m not some bastard off the street.”Dr. Levin kept her voice even. “We ran it twice. Same result. You’re not a compatible donor.”Ryan’s face flushed red, and he paced the small waiting area like a caged animal. “You don’t know what you’re doing. I’ve been his son for thirty-five years. I share his name. His goddamn nose.”“And yet,” I said quietly, “your blood doesn’t share his markers.”He turned on me. “Oh, I see. You’re loving this, aren’t you?”“No,” I said flatly. “I’m not.”Because I wasn’t. I felt like I was watching something crack that had always been cracked—I’d just never seen the fracture line before.Dr. Levin tried to step between us. “I understand this is shocking. Sometimes—rarely—blood incompatibility can reveal complex familial discrepancies. It doesn’t mean you aren’t family in other ways.”“Don’t talk to me like I’m some case study,” Ryan spat. “You don’t know shit about our family.”I
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 52: A Blood Line Cracking
POV: Ethan“What do you mean he collapsed?” I asked, gripping the armrest of my chair tighter than I meant to. “How bad is it?”Amelia stood by the doorway, coat already draped over one arm, her eyes wide, voice low and strained. “The hospital said ICU. They’re stabilizing him.”ICU. My father. The man who ran marathons at fifty, terrorized boardrooms at sixty, and still barked commands like he owned oxygen. The man I hadn't spoken more than a full sentence to since the accident.Now, suddenly, he was on a hospital bed, fragile.I didn’t know how to feel about that.“I’ll drive,” Amelia offered, already turning.“I’ve got it,” I said, wheeling past her. “Just... stay close.”She nodded, but her face was tight, like she knew this wasn’t going to be just another hospital visit.The waiting room was silent when we arrived. Too silent for a man like my formidable father.Veronica sat stiffly in one of the plastic chairs by the corner, pearls at her throat, hands perfectly folded in her la
While Marrying Mr. Steele Chapter 51: The Answer That Doesn’t Come
POV: Amelia“I asked you a question.”His voice wasn’t sharp. That’s what made it worse.Ethan didn’t yell. He didn’t even raise his tone. He just sat there, still in his chair, shoulders taut, eyes locked on mine like he was holding his breath beneath the weight of something neither of us could name.Are you keeping it?The words still lingered in the air, suspended between us like dust in sunlight.But I couldn’t say it. I couldn’t give him the answer. My lips parted, then closed again. I blinked rapidly as if that would stop the burn forming behind my eyes.And then the tears came.Slow, quiet at first—just a shimmer along my lashes. But once they started, they didn’t stop. I sank onto the edge of the loveseat like my knees had lost their strength. My hands trembled in my lap, fingers tangling in the fabric of my dress.“I don’t know,” I whispered.Ethan didn’t move.I could feel his stare press into me, heavy and unreadable. That stillness of his had always unsettled me. Not becau
You may also like
One Night Stand With My Boss
BELLA783.9K viewsShe Accepted Divorce, He Panicked
Nyx Rai454.9K viewsWarning: My Mommy is A Savage!
Seeking A Peaceful Life2.1M viewsBillionaire's Substitute Bride and Her Secret Child
Lana West447.8K viewsLove me back, Ex-Wife
Vivi Jeremiah346 viewsTHE BILLIONAIRE'S TWISTED GAMES
A.S.A402 viewsHer Revenge
Esmelda367 viewsConfessions of a side chick
Happy 182 views
