Todos os capítulos de DIVORCED, BUT SPOILED BY MY FIVE BROTHERS : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

JANET’S POINT OF VIEWAfter dinner, I could feel the exhaustion settling deep into my bones. Today's stress was much and also being pregnant made it worse . I felt more tired .Jasper must have noticed because he turned to a woman standing by the door. “Mrs. Grace,” he said, “please take Janet to her room.”Mrs. Grace, the house butler, smiled warmly at me. “Of course, sir.”I followed her down the long hallway, my feet dragging slightly. The moment she opened the door to my room, I let out a small breath.The room was beautiful, unlike the one I have at Rowan's penthouse. It looked more beautiful, the foam looked more comfortable, and the gold light gave the room the color I love most . Soft golden lights, a large bed with thick blankets, and a window that overlooked the garden. It was nothing like the cold, lifeless bedroom I had had at Rowan's penthouse.Mrs. Grace placed my bag on the dresser. “If you need anything, Miss Janet, just ring the bell.” I nodded. “Thank you.”She left,

Janet’s Point of ViewI hung up the call and sat up on the bed, my fingers tight around the phone. My chest felt heavy, my heart tightened more. Rowan really thought low of me.He still believed the only thing I ever cared about was him. His shirt. His tie. What he wore. How he looked.I laughed softly, but it wasn’t a happy one. It was the kind that came out when something inside hurt.I only did that because I loved him… selfishly. I never for once thought about myself. And now, it was the biggest mistake of my life.I stared ahead, thinking back to how I always tried to be kind, soft, understanding. Always placing him first, even when it hurt me. Then I didn't even know what it means to be hurt, since Rowan is happy, I'm happy too. I gave up too much for him—my career, my time, even my peace—just to make sure he was fine.I remember how I used to iron his shirts before he woke up. I’d pick his ties, his shoes. I’d put his cologne by the mirror just the way he liked. I made sure eve

Janet's Point of ViewTracy's question hit me hard. I froze for a second, not because I didn’t want to answer, but because I didn’t know where to start. My past wasn't something I was proud of, and I never wanted to bring any of it into this fresh beginning with my new family—especially not anything that had to do with the Thayers."She is my husband's cousin and Flora happens to be my husband's friend. I'm really sorry you had to see them like this," I said, trying to hide the shame in my eyes."So they treated you like this while you were still with them? What kind of man allows his wife to be treated like that?" Tracy’s voice was sharp, and I understood her anger. No one would ever tolerate that."You really need to tell me more about them. They really need to be put in their place," Tracy said. And before I could even speak, the young man Tracy called the manager stepped forward, bowing slightly to her."Mrs. Williams, I’m deeply sorry for what just happened. I had no idea the you

Janet's Point of ViewI stepped out of Tracy's car, my heart beating fast in my chest. The tall building of Lakeview Private Hospital stood in front of me, all glass and shine. I wasn't worried about what happened at the mall or even about digging up my past that I tried so hard to forget. It was this interview that made my stomach tight with knots.My brother Jasper made it sound so easy. By getting the application letter for me . But still, I couldn't help feeling a little bit tense. What if something goes wrong? What if I wasn't good enough?. It has been a long time since I'm in this field.Tracy touched my arm before I walked away from the car. "Remember, if anything goes wrong, I'm just one call away."I nodded, grateful. It was my first time trusting someone like this, opening up about my life. It felt strange but good."Thank you," I said. "I'll text you when I'm done."The hospital lobby was clean and bright. A woman at the front desk looked up as I approached."Hi, I'm Janet.

Janet's Point of View "Take care, sis," Peter said, leaning across the car seat as I stepped out. My youngest brother's smile was warm, his eyes crinkling at the corners just like mine do. I waved as he drove away, then turned to face the building. Westside Clinic , My new workplace now. I still couldn't believe how fast everything happened. Just yesterday, Jasper promised he'd get me a job here. And this morning, I got a call saying they were expecting me today. No interview like he said and No endless paperwork. Just like that I got a job like it's nothing. Is this how life works for normal people?* I wondered. Or just for people with brothers who can do anything for you? The clinic wasn't what I expected. From the name, I thought it would be small, maybe a little run-down. But the building in front of me was modern, with big windows and a neat garden out front. The sign was simple but elegant: "Westside Clinic - Healing Minds, Restoring Lives." I took a deep breath and walked