All Chapters of DIVORCED, BUT SPOILED BY MY FIVE BROTHERS : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Chapter 161 Janet's Point of View The moment the door closed, Mom turned to me with an expression I knew far too well. "So," she said. "How was last night?" I nearly choked on my tea. "What?" "Rowan finally slept in the bedroom. With you." She folded her hands. "How was it?" "It was fine." "Just fine?" Heat climbed up my neck. I thought of his chest. His arm. My hand on his back. I put my cup down a little too quickly. "We slept. Nothing happened." Mom smiled. A slow, knowing smile. I realised, too late, that nothing happened was exactly what a woman would say if something had. "Mom." "I didn't say a word." "You're smiling." "I'm allowed to smile." I covered my face with my hand for a second. When I lowered it, she was still smiling, and something in my chest went soft despite everything. "Thank you," I said. She tilted her head. "For what?" "For being here." My voice came out quieter than I meant. "For waking up. For sitting at this table with me and eating eggs a

Chapter 163 Janet's Point of View I had been strong on the floor of the mall, and I had been strong in the ambulance, and I had been strong for exactly as long as I needed to be. But when I saw Peter coming out of the car, I became weak. He reached me and I broke. His arms came around me, and I pressed my face into his shoulder, and the sound that came out of me was something I had not made in years. Not tears. Something under tears. Something that had been living in my chest since I saw the color leave my mother's face and had only now found a way out. "I have got you," Peter said. His hand was on the back of my head. "I have got you. Breathe." Jasper's hand found my shoulder. "What happened." I tried to speak, but I got two words out and lost them. "Take your time." "It is my fault," I said. "No." Peter replied immediately. "It is. I took her out. I wanted—she had been inside so long, I just wanted her to feel the sun, I wanted—" My breath caught. "And it was fine. It was

Chapter 165 Janet's point of view "Look, your people are here ," she said, her voice thin but dry, "seem determined to block the entire ward." Peter laughed. It came out surprised. Jasper's mouth curved. Kyle shook his head and moved to check the monitor. Some of the fear in the room let go. Then my mother looked back at me, and the small smile faded, and her eyes became something else. "Janet," she said quietly. "Was it true? What did that young woman say?" I froze. There was nowhere to go. No more excuses. No more business trips to France. She was looking at me from a hospital bed with the truth already standing in the room between us, and I had nothing left to put in front of it. I nodded. Slowly. Her eyes filled again. "Mrs. Raymond." Kyle stepped forward. His voice was gentle and firm at the same time. "You have had enough for one day. More than enough." He touched her shoulder lightly. "Janet is not going anywhere. She will be right here. You can talk to her properly

Chapter 167 Janet's point of view The hardest part was done, i thought as i realsea the breath i never knew i was holding back . There was one more thing and I had been circling it all evening and now there was no more room to circle. "Mum. I need to talk to you about something else." She waited. "Kyle knows a clinic. In Switzerland. A rehabilitation center. The doctors there specialise in long-term recovery, exactly the kind you need, and Kyle trusts them personally. He has worked with them. He says it is the best place in the world for what your body is trying to do right now." Her face changed immediately. "No." "Mum—" "I am not leaving you." Her hand gripped mine. "I just got you back. I just found out what you have been living through, and you want to send me to another country? Alone?" "I am not sending you away." I took both her hands in mine. "Listen to me. I am not sending you away because I do not want you. I am asking you to go because I want you to get better. All

Chapter 169 Rowan's point of view I didn't shout, and neither did I raise my voice at all. I just looked at Claire and said, very quietly, "What did you say to Janet's mother?" Claire's cup rattled against the saucer as she put it down. "Rowan, I only told her the truth—" I walked closer. "I didn't say anything that wasn't true." She was faster now and nervous. "Janet was lying to her. Pretending you're still married. Why should everyone keep protecting her lies? I don't understand why—" "Did you know," I said, "that she just came out of a coma?" Claire's mouth opened. Closed. "How many times have i warned yo7 to stay away from janet? Did you know her mother had brain surgery six weeks ago? That her doctor said no shocks? Nothing? that any serious stress could put her straight back into a hospital bed?" The room felt quite immediately. "Did you know, Claire? Answer me." "I knew she'd been sick." Her voice had gone thin. "I didn't know she was that fragile. I didn't think—"