Married to my sister's husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Ophelia's pov Ryder's piercing gaze locked with mine, his expression unreadable. He leaned slightly against the doorframe, his hand now gripping the edge of the door as if he wasn’t planning to move anytime soon. "Can we talk?" His voice was calm, but there was a weight behind his words.I tightened the robe around me, feeling vulnerable under his intense stare. "There is nothing to talk about, Ryder. It is late. Go back to wherever you came from."He didn't budge. Instead, he stepped closer, his presence looming. "I know I shouldn't have come here like this, but... I couldn't wait." His jaw tightened, and for a fleeting moment, I thought I saw something raw in his eyes—regret, maybe. Or was it something else?I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to shield myself from the emotions threatening to rise. "Couldn't wait for what? To ruin my night? To—" I stopped myself before I could go further. I wouldn’t let him rile me up.“How did you even find me? I thought I made it clear I wou

Ophelia pov Ryder was deep in thought, but his presence felt like a pull, drawing me in. My heart raced with every step closer.He looked up just as I reached the table, his fingers pausing mid-tap. His sharp gaze flickered to Aaron first, then settled on me. His expression was not that of surprise; it was calm yet guarded. I inhaled quietly, steadying myself. “Hi,” I greeted him. I didn't wait for him to reply when I pulled out a chair for Aaron to sit on. “Aaron, sit here,” He climbed up the chair without question, his small legs swinging under the table. Ryder didn’t say anything. He just only watched, his presence heavy, making my skin prickle. I turned to Aaron with a smile, trying to keep my voice light. “What do you want to eat?” He scrunched his nose in thought. “Pancakes.” “Alright, pancakes it is.” I was about to go to the counter to order when Ryder's voice stopped me. “I will get it for him,” he said before standing from his seat and walking to the counter.

Ophelia's pov Instead of answering him or confirming what he said, I walked out of the cafe with Aaron. Hailing a cab, Aaron and I got inside, and the cab drove off. Only then did I breathe out in relief.I kept my gaze fixed out the window, watching the city blur past as the cab moved. My fingers tightened around Aaron’s little hand, his warmth grounding me even as my mind spiraled.He knows. I was suspecting he noticed my baby bump but when he didn't say anything, I assumed he didn't and that I was thinking it too far.I should have been more careful. I should have worn looser clothes and should have avoided being near him for too long. But it wasn't something I couldn't control. I just got out of the bathtub and put on my robe. It wasn't something I couldn't have prevented right?But it was too late now. Ryder had seen the truth. He knew I was pregnant.Aaron shifted beside me, his innocent voice cutting through my thoughts. “Eva, are you okay?”I forced a small smile, brushing

Ophelia's pov I sat back on the couch, sitting opposite Nichole and Daniel, arms crossed, trying to process what I had just learned. Nichole and Daniel? Two months? Finland? I had to admit, it was a lot to take in.“So, Finland?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “You mean to tell me that you have been keeping this from me for two whole months, and you think it is just going to slide by with a casual ‘Oh, I went to Finland, and now I am sneaking around with Daniel?”Nichole sighed, looking like she wanted to curl up and disappear. “Eva, I didn’t know how to tell you. I mean, I didn't know what you would think about me, about the whole situation I was in.Daniel, who was sitting beside her, wore an amusing smirk on his face. “You should have known better, Nic. You know Eva doesn’t miss anything. Besides,” he looked at me with a sly grin, “she is too smart for your distractions.”I shot him a look, narrowing my eyes. “Oh, don’t start with me. You are in on this, too. You didn't act like yo

Ophelia's PovAs we arrived at the venue, the lights from the grand chandelier above dazzled in the lobby, casting a warm glow on the polished marble floors. The party was in full swing, with a crowd of elegantly dressed people mingling in small clusters. The soft murmur of laughter and clinking glasses filled the air, giving the entire event an air of sophistication and exclusivity. I couldn't help but feel out of place, despite the beautiful dress I wore and the confidence I had in my appearance.Even though I was from a rich family and was married to one of the elite in New York, I still haven't gotten used to such parties.I was suddenly surrounded by people whose wealth and status far surpassed anything I had ever known. Still, I held my head high and reminded myself that tonight was for fun— not to prove anything to anyone."You are doing great," Daniel whispered beside me as he placed a reassuring hand on the small of my back, guiding me through the crowd."Thanks," I muttere