Semua Bab TRADING MY EX FOR HIS STEP BROTHER : Bab 41 - Bab 50

CHAPTER 42: WATCH YOUR MOUTH KIMBERLY:We left Damien’s office two hours later and arrived at the hospital just after four in the evening. Damien parked in his usual reserved space, helping me out of the car before leading me through the automatic glass doors. My mum's private room was on the second floor. He held my hand as we climbed the stairs and walked toward my mother's room.When we stepped inside, I noticed she was still asleep, her chest rising and falling gently under the white hospital blanket. I couldn't help but smile. She looked peaceful, finally and I couldn't thank God enough. I was actually scared she might not make it."Let's not wake her," I whispered.Damien nodded and slipped his hand into mine. "Agreed. Let’s go talk to her doctor instead."We found Dr. Gilbert by the nurses' station, and after a quick exchange of pleasantries, he informed us that Mum was recovering well and would be discharged the next day."That’s wonderful news," I said, relieved. Damien tha

CHAPTER 45: ARE YOU CHALLENGING ME?KIMBERLY:After leaving the coffee shop, we headed home and rested for a bit. I curled up in Damien’s arms, letting the comfort of his presence chase away the last remnants of anxiety from earlier. He gently kissed my forehead, whispering something about wanting the night to be perfect. I smiled into his chest, loving the sound of his heartbeat against my ear.By the time the sun started to set, we knew it was time to get ready for the party.I stood in front of the mirror, heart fluttering as I slipped into the gown Damien picked out for me. It was a floor-length, wine-red satin dress with a deep sweetheart neckline and a slit that ran up to mid-thigh, showing just enough to leave an impression. The fabric hugged my curves in all the right places, and the diamond necklace he bought earlier sparkled against my collarbone. I curled my hair into soft waves, letting them fall to one side, and applied a touch of nude lipstick with just enough gloss to

CHAPTER 47: I'M SORRY KIM KIMBERLY:I began looking around, trying to locate Damien but he was nowhere in the hall. I moved toward the entrance and peeped through the door.I saw him at the hall's grand entrance, walking briskly to the car, his jaw clenched. Where was he going? Did he actually plan to leave me behind and go home alone?"Damien, wait!" I called as I hurried after him, my voice catching slightly.He paused but didn’t turn around. His jaw was so tightly clenched I could practically see the anger vibrating off him.I caught up, breathing hard, and reached for his arm. "Can you just stop for a second and let me explain?"He exhaled harshly and looked down at me, eyes burning. "Explain what, Kim? That I walked into a party and found my wife wrapped in Roland’s arms? Do you know how that looked?""Yes! And do you know how I ended up in his arms? Because I was being attacked—by a group of women!"His brows furrowed. "What?""That girl—Vivian—she approached me as I just walk

CHAPTER 49: BREAKFAST WITH GRANDMA EVELYN KIMBERLY:I groaned as Damien peeled the covers off my body. “it’s already seven. Time to rise and shine.”I turned to my side with a small pout. “Alright, go bath first.”“Why can't we bath together like a couple?” I blushed profusely. “No.”“I'm your husband, don't feel shy with me.”I didn't respond.“Fine, I'll go wash up quickly. You’ll thank me later when you remember how hot you look when you're all dolled up for work,” he said with a grin, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on my neck.Despite myself, I chuckled. “How do you know I'll look hot?”“It's natural with women. They like to look their best when they go out with their men. I'm sure you'll dress to impress knowing we're going together.”“You're so full of yourself, Damien Carter.”“I’m full of you, actually. And very proud of that.”He winked before heading to the bathroom and then to the walk-in closet after he had showered. He glanced towards me with a serious look. I dragge

CHAPTER 51: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY OFFICE?DAMIEN:I slipped the ring on Kim's finger, rose to my feet and embraced her. She took the flower from me, sniffed it and smiled up at me.“You're full of surprises, Mr. Carter.”“And you're full of irresistible charm, Mrs. Carter.We shared a kiss—slow, gentle, filled with unspoken promises. Then, as if on cue, one of the staff announced that lunch was ready. I had already arranged everything, of course.We dined on the terrace, overlooking the sea. The breeze played with her hair as she bit into a perfectly grilled piece of salmon. I sipped wine, my eyes never straying far from hers."So," I said, setting down my glass. "Have I impressed the brilliant analyst today?"She smirked. "You might have scored a few points.""Only a few?"She leaned closer. "Don’t get cocky."I grinned and reached for her hand. "Too late. I saw the look on your face when we first arrived. You like this place and this is where we'll be spending the weeken