All Chapters of Married to my sister's husband : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Ophelia's Pov I detached myself from Ryder's side and bent to Ryan's level.“Don't mind him. Will you eat now?” I asked, diverting his attention and he stopped.I helped him with his food, feeding him. Unlike his usual chattering and playing, he was very obedient and cooperative. My little boy had grown. I wish he could be like this forever.The nurses came to give him his medicine and check him up so Ryder and I moved out of the room.Olivia and Mum had gone home already, so it was just Ryder and me outside the door.“I am not your wife anymore,” I said after sitting down on the chair outside. “Don't lie to Ryan again,”I could feel his eyes on me. “I was not lying to him,” I scoffed, “You told him I was yours when, in fact, I am not. He should start knowing the truth,”“Even about his biological mother?” He asked and I turned to him.“I am still his mother. This doesn't change anything even as you have gotten back with Olivia. I love him as my own and I always will.” “We are not

Ophelia's Pov After dinner, I went to Olivia's door and knocked. She opened the door and walked back to the bed. I entered the room and shut the door behind me.“Can I sit?” I asked, standing in front of her.“You should. You are pregnant,” she looked at my stomach before dropping her gaze back down.I sat on the bed but my mind was in chaos. What should I start the conversation with?Should I start with, It has been a long time since we spoke or I am sorry?“You wanted to talk,” she said after some seconds.“I didn't see you at the hospital,” “I was giving you space and I didn't want to be the third wheel,” “Third wheel?” I asked, confused. “You were never a third wheel” “Is that what you came here for?” She asked, impatient.“I wanted to apologize for everything I cost you. I am so sorry. I don't know how and why I did it. It is still a memory to me…” I trailed off not knowing what to say.“You tried to kill me, Ophelia. Your sister. What if you had succeeded in killing me? I t

Ophelia's Pov I held my laugh as I glanced at Ryder who was laying on his floor but his legs and arm were coming out of the couch.I felt guilty of chasing him out of the bed but I had my reasons.I didn't want him to think I had entirely forgiven him and I was conscious of my body. I had gotten fatter and fuller.I removed the duvet and covered him with it before arranging the bed and going inside the closet to choose clothes to wear.There was nothing really to wear in my closet since they weren't maternity dresses. I pulled my box which I brought and opened it I haven't offloaded my bag since I came. The bags were taken to the house and when I needed clothes in the hospital, Ryder bought them for me.Removing a blue floral maternity dress from the bag, I left the closet and spread it on the bed with my undies.Ryder turned in his sleep, making the duvet fall off his body. Wanting to cook for the family after a long time and not wanting him to wake up meeting me in the room, I qu

Olivia's PovI glanced at my phone again, hoping for it to ring. Ryder was going to reach here anytime soon. I checked the makeup on my face once again to be sure it was still in place.When I left the house in the morning, I couldn't concentrate all through my ride to my boyfriend's place.I had taken the knife to stab her, but when I got closer to her, I just couldn't bring myself to, and I dropped the knife in panic.Even though I hated her, I couldn't bring myself to hurt the innocent child she was carrying and herself.Yes, I wanted her gone from our lives but not out of the world.Just when I was about to get up from the floor where I was, getting impatient, Ryder arrived, pulling his car in front of the bashed car.I quickly lay down, faking my pain.“Ryder,” I called him, weakly as I raised my hand up to him.“Olivia?” He asked as he stared down at me. “Are you okay?” He asked, holding my hand and helping me in a sitting position but he never left my back.I shook my head weak

Ophelia's Pov The kitchen was quiet except for the faint hum of the refrigerator and the rhythmic clinking of Sandra's spoon against her teacup. When we got to the kitchen, away from Jacob and Ryder who were now talking, she had insisted on making me a cup of tea, claiming it would help me relax. I sat on a stool by the island, watching her, my thoughts still tangled in everything that had happened today. I didn't tell Sandra and Jacob there was someone in the house earlier and I had my reasons.For some months now, my life has been a chaos; everything I knew or believed in has been turning against me. I thought I loved my sister so much but I found out a few months ago that I was actually the cause of her death. And how I forgot that part of my life was still a big mystery to me.If I had told Jacob and Sandra, they would have raised an alarm and called for a search party but that would only make the culprit hide better.Instead, I am going to tell Ryder. Even though I wouldn't w