All Chapters of DIVORCED, BUT SPOILED BY MY FIVE BROTHERS : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Janet's Point of View I was shocked to meet Professor Woods after all those years. Seeing him again rushed back all the memories of working with him back then in school. He still looked serious and grumpy, just like I remembered hin. His gray suit fit him perfectly, and his thick glasses sat on his nose the same way they always did. Some things never change. I walked up to him, and he pulled me into this fatherly hug that made me feel like a student again. "Janet, my dear! How have you been?" Professor Woods asked, holding me at arm's length to look at me properly. I smiled, trying to hide the complicated feelings inside me. "I'm okay, Professor. Really okay." Dickson stepped closer. "Do you two know each other?" "Oh yes," Professor Woods said, his eyes lighting up. "Janet was one of my brightest and most promising students. She had such potential." He turned back to me, his voice full of pride. "We worked on so many projects together. Janet helped me with research on tra

Janet's Point of View I rushed down to Grandma's place, my heart pounding with worry from Rowan's urgent phone call. But when I arrived, I found her sitting comfortably in her favorite chair, smiling at something on her phone and casually eating an apple. Did Rowan actually use Grandma's health to play me again? The thought hit me like a cold slap as I walked toward her. "Grandma!" I called out, forcing warmth into my voice despite the anger simmering beneath my skin. Her face lit up when she saw me. "Janet, my dear! Oh, how wonderful!" She set down her phone and reached for my hands. "I can't tell you how happy I am that you're here." "How are you feeling?" I asked, searching her face for any signs of illness. She looked perfectly fine—healthy, alert, even glowing. "Much better now that you're here," she beamed, then turned to call one of the servants. "Maria! Please bring Janet some fresh fruit. The mangoes are particularly sweet today." I smiled and settled into the ch

Janet's Point of View I was deep in sleep when I felt someone clinging to me. I tried to kick Rowan's hand off me but it held me very strong. I jolted awake, my heart racing as I reached for the lamp on the table near our bed. The soft light flooded the room, and what I saw made my blood run cold. Rowan was sweating heavily, his body thrashing beside me like he was fighting an invisible enemy. His face was twisted in pain and fear, completely different from the cold, controlled man I knew. "No… not again," he muttered, his voice trembling. "Don’t leave me… please, don’t leave me. I can’t lose another one… not again.” My breath caught in my throat.I recognized the signs immediately. PTSD. How had I not seen this before? My heart pounded as I quickly moved closer to him. I helped him lose his night wear a bit as all my training kicked in, pushing away my shock and confusion. "Rowan," I said softly, placing my hands on his shoulders. "Rowan, you're safe. You're not there an

Janet's Point of View It had been two days since I forgot my prenatal folic acid pills at Rowan's room, and yet no reaction from him. The past two days hadn't been easy for me because I had never been able to relax. Every time my phone rang, my heart would jump, thinking it was him calling to confront me. But since it was two days already and I hadn't gotten any reaction from him, I thought maybe Rowan didn't see the bottle. Maybe he was too distracted by Flora's call to notice anything else in the room. I knew very well that Rowan would force me to abort the baby if he found out. And Flora was probably already planning her own pregnancy with him. Wasn't Rowan preparing to give her my place once our divorce was finalized? My heart ached with the bitter truth. I had already accepted that I was going to step aside for Flora and Rowan once the divorce was done. While they built their new life together, I would prepare for my journey as a new mother very soon. I wanted to give my

Janet's Point of View I was laying on a cold hospital bed. Everything was spinning around me like I was floating. My eyes were heavy, and I couldn't move my body properly. They were rolling me somewhere. The ceiling lights kept flashing past me, one after another. "Remove the child," Mrs. Caroline's voice cut through the fog. It was sharp. So cold it made my skin freeze. I tried to focus on her face, but everything was blurry. What did she mean, remove the child? "Madam, are you sure about that?" the doctor asked. He sounded confused. And so Worried. My heart started to beat faster. Everything doesn't feel alright. Something was very wrong. "Yes, I'm sure," Mrs. Caroline said. Her eyes were like ice. "That child can't be born. It's the only thing she is using to hold my son to her. End it now." "No," I whispered. My voice was so weak. "No, please. What are you saying?" I tried to sit up, but my body wouldn't listen. The drugs they gave me made everything heavy and slow