Semua Bab DIVORCED, BUT SPOILED BY MY FIVE BROTHERS : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Janet's Point of ViewJasper pulled up to the entrance of Westside Clinic, his car purring like a content cat. I gathered my bag and smiled at my brother."Thanks for the ride," I said. "I should really start driving myself soon."Jasper grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners just like mine do. "No rush. It's my pleasure to do so and also I like our morning talks.""Me too." And I meant it. These small moments with my newfound family were precious to me."I'll pick you up at five?" he asked.I nodded. "Perfect."As I walked through the clinic doors, several staff members smiled and waved. It had only been a few days, but word had spread quickly about how I'd helped Edward Jones—the patient no one could reach. Somehow, I'd become the counselor who could handle the "tough cases."I headed straight to Dr. Elena Martinez's office. She'd texted me earlier, asking to see me before my first appointment. When I knocked on her door, her warm voice called out, "Come in!"Elena looked up fro

Janet's Point of ViewI stood stunned in Elena's doorway, watching as Edward stepped forward beside me. I never expected him to defend me like this. Flora clearly thought I would be fired on the spot—the look of shock on her face was almost worth the whole ordeal. I bit my lip to hold back a smile, thinking how funny it was that she didn't realize Edward was just a client, not someone in charge."Ms. Martinez," Flora said, her voice suddenly soft and trembling. She dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. "I came here seeking help, but Janet was so harsh with me. So judgmental. I opened up about my grief, about my feelings, and she..." Flora's voice broke dramatically, "she attacked me."I kept my face neutral, though inside I was rolling my eyes. Flora's victim act was so familiar—I'd seen it countless times before.Edward cleared his throat. "I think you should drop the act, Ms. Reynolds. It doesn't suit you."Flora's head snapped up, tears miraculously gone. "Excuse me?""Being harsh and

Rowan's Point of ViewI wasn't meant to say all this, but the image of that guy holding Janet is almost destroying me from the inside. The urge to punch something is driving me crazy from within."Isn't it why you haven't come home?" I said, my voice sharper than I intended. "Because someone else claims they love you and they come outside to show it?"Janet looked at me like I had lost my mind. "You sound delusional, Rowan. You need to go see your doctor."I chuckled, but it wasn't a good laugh. "I need to see a doctor?" I repeated. "Janet, when did you even become a doctor? We've been married for three years, and you never said anything about being a mental health doctor. And look at this—this is not the wife I know I married.""Oh, come on, Rowan," Janet said, staying firm in her seat. "You never knew what I'm capable of."My hands clenched into fists. "You claim I don't know you? Do you want me to really expose you out there? Wow, I don't know, it's even easier nowadays to fake car

Janet's Point of ViewI stepped down in front of Bellevue Estate, the address Rowan had texted me three days ago after that terrible scene at the clinic. The memory still made my stomach tight with anger. I didn't want to come—not because of Rowan's threats, but because Grandma Stella was the only member of the Thayer family who had ever treated me like real family. She deserved better than to have her birthday ruined by our drama.I was free this weekend anyway. Jasper had wanted one of my brothers to come with me, but I told him it would be fine. I lied, saying I was attending as a guest. I didn't want my new family to have anything to do with Rowan or his family.The banquet hall looked breathtaking. White and gold decorations covered everything, with beautiful roses and lilies in tall crystal vases. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting soft light that made everything glow. It really showed how much they loved Grandma Stella. Of course Rowan would host the party at one of his

Janet's Point of ViewI stood there watching as they wheeled Mrs. Henderson out to the ambulance. Her words kept playing in my mind: "Your mother used to say the same things." Who was she talking about? My birth mother who had been bedridden for so long? Or my birth parents?Jasper had mentioned earlier when we first met that they traveled and would return soon, but I had never met them. I didn't know what kind of people they were. The uncertainty made me uncomfortable and tied my stomach in knots.I tried to calm myself. The woman wasn't in her right state of mind. She must have been hallucinating. That had to be it."Janet, dear!"I turned to see Grandma calling me over. She was beaming with pride."Come here, my wonderful girl," Grandma said, pulling me into another hug. "I am so proud of how you handled that situation. You were amazing!""Thank you, Grandma," I said, trying to smile. "I just did what anyone would do.""No, no," Grandma shook her head. "Not anyone could have done t