Semua Bab A Night With My Husband's Stepbrother : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Outside, the sun was bright and out. The buzz of another new day filled Ariel’s ears. Then the doorbell rang, her heart jumped, just a little. She peaked through the door hole, and it was Evan. Evan was her driver. She didn't manage to talk her way out of Johny refusing to let her take a taxi. She forced herself to take a deep breath, steadying her nerves before she stepped out of the house.Evan stood waiting at the gate, his expression unreadable, eyes sharp but not unkind. He held the door open silently as she approached.Ariel slipped past him, his thick cologne tickling her nose.“Good morning Ma'am,” Evan said, voice calm, but with a certain edge about it. She nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat, and together they walked out into the bright morning. Evan opened the door to the Black SUV, for her without a word. She slid into the passenger seat at once. She sat there, her eyes scanning the familiar but distant streets around her. Her second coming here, she kept

The sunlight stung Ariel's eyes as she stepped out of the building, the heavy door closing behind her with a click. The buzz of the outside world rang in her ears.He didn’t say who he was. Or worse, who was the guy who sent him. But right then, he didn’t have to.The voice and his presence, the way he spoke about Max’s sickness, about things no one should have known unless they were with Max all the time. She knew he had power, or at least the person who sent him had. Power to get information no one else can. Ariel exhaled heavily and then took a step forward. Her footsteps echoed as she walked down the front steps, her mind still racing with thoughts. Then her eyes landed on Evan's car. His car was still parked across the street, the polished black color and tinted windows felt revealing. He leaned casually against the side of his car and then his eyes landed on her as she stepped out. He straightened his posture at once. She was halfway across the road when something in the

Ariel sat in the cushioned chair across from Dr. Kael, her fingers curling tightly around the edge of her purse. She hadn’t said much since they arrived, and neither had she, at least until now.“I understand this has been weighing on you for a long time,” the doctor began gently, setting a thin file on the table between them. “You were never given full disclosure on the nature of Max’s illness?”Ariel shook her head. “No one told me anything real. I just knew he had a sickness, or a condition and then I took him for treatment and … and that it was handled. But I didn’t know what it was, or how serious. I thought maybe it was something minor.”Dr. Kael exhaled, opening the file and glancing over a summary page. “Well, Max was diagnosed with a form of congenital arrhythmia. It's very rare. Essentially, it’s a defect in the electrical system of the heart—causing it to beat irregularly, sometimes dangerously so.”Ariel's lips parted slightly, but she said nothing.“In Max’s case,” the d

Kelvin closed the classroom door gently behind the last student. His mind was still half on Max, half on the paternity test he had to take today right after school. He needed to stay focused—but the moment he turned, she was there.Elena. Once upon a time, Alexander's ex and Johnny's too. She was leaning casually against the corridor wall like she owned it.“Elena,” he said coolly, adjusting the cuff of his sleeve. “Didn’t think I’d see you here.”“You didn’t,” she replied with a sly smirk. “I came to visit my father. You just happened to be playing schoolboy in his hallways.”Kelvin’s lips twitched. “Must be fate.”She pushed off the wall, her heels clicking as she stepped toward him. “You always were the shadow in the corner of Alexander’s office. You were almost second in charge of Alpha. And now here you are—in a private elementary school, going by Mr. Max.”“I’ve learned to diversify my talents,” he said smoothly, offering a calm smile. “Alexander has me doing… outreach.”“Ou

Luis sat still for a moment, staring up at the dark windows above. Everything looked exactly the same. Of course it did. He paid the driver with the last of the bills stuffed in his pocket and stepped out, the night air hitting him like a forgotten memory. The stairwell smelled of dust and old newspapers. He gripped the handrail tighter than he needed to as he climbed, each step pressing against muscles that still ached from weeks in a hospital bed.He reached his door and then pushed it open. The apartment door creaked open. Inside, everything was untouched.There was mail on the floor, just like he left it in a rush for work. There was also an empty coffee mug on the counter. It somehow felt like a paused life waiting to be resumed.But he didn’t move to any of it.He went straight to the desk in the corner, dropped into the chair, and then pulled out his phone.Elena. Maybe she has any new updates on Ariel’s whereabouts since the last time. His thumb hovered over her name in h