Married to my sister's husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Ophelia pov.I kept the pictures back in the folder and hid them between my clothes. No one should get their hands on it.But I still didn't understand how I could be standing In front of the burning car. Why was I still staring at the burning car and doing nothing? And who took those pictures?My head was in a mess, and a headache started to form. My phone buzzed from the bed and I jolted in fear. After seeing that it was my phone with Ryder's name across the screen.I answered the call, “Are you alright?” I heard his voice from the other side.“Yes, I just needed to rest. How is Ryan?” I asked, after not hearing his voice from the phone call.“He is sleeping beside Olivia,” at the mention of Olivia, I remembered how our conversation went this morning.I should ask him about what she said. “Ryder about last night, did you—” the phone made a loud sound from his end.I looked at the screen and saw that he had placed the phone on hold.I waited for a few minutes for him to remove it fro

Ophelia I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my hands nervously smoothing over the simple black dress I chose. It hugged my body, bringing out my curves. My heart raced with excitement as I brushed my hair, leaving it behind my back. I hummed, my mood light the ruined night between Ryder and me.Ryder’s words from this morning replayed in my head, “Just the two of us. No interruptions, no distractions.” It had been so long since we had shared something so intimate, just us. The last time we were so intimate without any worry was our lovemaking in his office.I heard a knock on the bathroom door which I ran into after Ryder left the bathroom after me. Due to excitement, I dressed in the bathroom, not wanting Ryder to see any part of me till tonight. “Ophelia, are you ready?” Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. Ryder stood there, looking effortlessly handsome in a crisp white shirt rolled at the sleeves and dark trousers. His intense gaze swept over me, and for a moment,

Ophelia pov I stared at her long and hard as she finished talking and laughed hard, taking her by surprise. Tears threatened to fall but I held it in even when the situation was enough to make me cry.“You are mistaken Olivia, if you think I was going to believe that. You couldn't sleep, and you called him to come to the hospital, and he left very early to get me a present. You can try to fool me but I won't fall for your tricks,” I shook my head.“Then you should have heard me crying to your husband that I needed him and he ran back here to take me in his hands. His firm strong arms round around me comforting Mr until he—” “Enough,” I shouted, unable to hear any more nonsense she was spilling. The image of Ryder doing everything he did to Mr last to Olivia caused my heart to ache so much that I was afraid it was going to start bleeding.“You should know this because you deserve to. Didn't you stop to reason why Ryder just came with the thought of taking you out, out of the blues? I

Ophelia pov Days went by really fast and I saw little of Ryder day after day. Because of the time he took to take care of Olivia, he had tons of work to attend to.And when he comes back, he goes to see Olivia in her room and spends some time with Ryan before coming up to our room.I tried everything to avoid him. Not only because he didn't come to check up on me but because I was scared to meet him face to face after confessing my feelings to him.I was already doing fine and my cut had healed well. I decided to stop my former medication, and I started using the new one the doctor prescribed for me.Olivia was recovering quickly, and with every passing day, her presence in the house felt more permanent. She had begun to assert herself, taking over small routines and making sly comments whenever Ryder wasn’t around. It was as if she wanted to remind me of her hold on him, on this family.I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy when I saw Ryder with her, even though I told mysel

Ryan's POV I stared at the divorce papers in my hands and they felt heavier than anything I had ever held. Ophelia’s words echoed in my head, louder and more crushing with each replay. “I was the cause of her accident.”How was I supposed to process that? The woman I had been falling for, the woman who stepped into my life when everything was crumbling, was the same person who tore it apart. I stared at the pictures, unable to reconcile the vibrant woman in my memories with the shadow of betrayal now hovering over everything. My chest tightened. My mind raced with questions. How did it happen? I didn't see Ophelia the last time she came when Olivia was still alive but I knew the day I received the call of Olivia's accident, Ophelia was on the plane back to London.So how?I need more answers. I need clarity. I stared at the door she left and bolted out of the room, my anger and confusion fueling each step. She wasn't in the house anymore. I ran out of the house, gaining a glan