All Chapters of Abandoned by Ex, Married to His CEO Brother: Chapter 231 - Chapter 237

AbigailRoxy had been standing silent until now, but at my words, she rubbed my arm gently, her brows drawn in concern. But I barely felt her touch. My mind was somewhere else entirely, back in those cramped, creaky theater spaces, rehearsing until late into the night with the others, pouring all of myself into something that had felt like the only good thing in my life. That time had been one of the darkest I’d ever lived through. My mother had just started treatment then, and the bills had been piling up and draining me dry. I had taken to working two jobs along with my acting at the Horizon Collective, waitressing and cleaning offices, just to keep things afloat. But the Collective had been my one escape. None of us in it were famous, we weren’t even close. But I loved it more than anything. The heat of the stage lights, the wooden floorboards that creaked as we brought stories to life, the way my voice filled the tiny black box theatre when I lost myself in a monologue…it had be

AbigailMy head was spinning, and Alexander's words had pulled all these memories loose from whatever vault I had buried them in, it was as if the dam had been broken and everything else came rushing back; moments I had brushed off, glances I hadn’t thought twice about back then. Now they spun and tangled in my mind like they’d been waiting all along, invisible until the right lens made them clear.It was like my mind had gone into overdrive, dragging up every scrap of every memory I’d ever pushed aside, examining them now with the knowledge I had, and trying to see what had always been there and just hidden in plain sight.And the more I thought about it, the more it started to feel like all of this was connected. And it went beyond just Susanna and Casillas. It is as if we are all connected - Alexander and Conrad, me and Susanna. As if we are pieces on a board being moved by hands we hadn’t seen until now. And the more I pulled on the threads, the more I began to see the shape of s

Abigail I leaned back against the seat and let my head fall against the window. The glass was cool, and the movement of the car was almost hypnotic.Sleep clung to me like mist, soft and stubborn, as I sank into the plush warmth of the backseat. My body was still buzzing faintly with all the chaos that had happened today with Liliana and all the truths of how far Susanna's manipulation in my life went. But exhaustion was winning now, creeping up my limbs like vines, tugging at my eyelids, and dulling the sharp edge of my thoughts.I must have nodded off completely because the next thing I became aware of was motion. I was moving. More accurately, I was being carried. My brows furrowed before my eyes even opened, my voice sluggish as I murmured, “Where are we?”Alexander’s voice answered me gently. “We’re at my home.”I let out a relieved sigh, nestling slightly closer without even thinking. “Good. I’m glad you brought me to your apartment. I don't think I could bear the idea of being