All Chapters of DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

MONIQUEThe officer nodded as if he understood, or maybe he didn’t. I couldn’t tell.“And you told us that she is pregnant,” he said, his voice even. “Is there any indication, or suspicion, that the pregnancy could be your husband’s, Mrs. Bennett?”“Yes,” I answered quickly. My throat felt dry, but I pushed the words out anyway. “I mean… he says it’s not. But I a hundred percent believe that he is responsible for that pregnancy.”The officer scribbled something down. His eyes lifted again, steady on me. “Okay. And you told us that everything started with Ariana. Why don’t you tell me about it?”“Okay,” I said softly. Then I paused, letting silence sit between us as if I needed the moment to remember everything. Maybe I did.“I was not at home at the time. I was away. And when I came back… that’s when I found them. That’s when I met Ariana. I didn’t know her back then. I had no idea who she was, but the moment I saw them together, I got suspicious, highly suspicious about their relatio

The BennettsAfter Monique’s dramatic display on the road, she threatened to go to the police, got into a taxi and left.Ryan panicked. He was panicking so hard that he felt himself shaking, trembling all over, his body no longer obeying him. He didn’t know what to do. His mind spun in circles. For a wild moment, he thought about running after the taxi. Maybe if he chased it, maybe if he caught up to it, he could stop all of this. But another thought quickly cut him down...no, that would only make things worse. Running after her would not help. It would only cause more harm.So instead, he grabbed his phone with unsteady hands and called his mother.Mrs. Bennett picked up almost instantly.“Yes, Ryan, how did it go?” she asked.Of course, she asked that. She already knew what today was. They had gone to see the lawyer; they had planned every single step perfectly, even down to what should happen at the police station. Everything was supposed to be smooth, calculated, controlled. She w

The BennetsRyan frowned, not liking the direction, but he knew his mother’s tone well. It was the voice she used when she was plotting, when she already had the next ten steps mapped out in her head.“So you want me to play nice with her?” he asked, almost disgusted at the thought.Mrs. Bennett turned her head slowly, pinning him with a look. “Do you have a better plan? Because if you do, I’d love to hear it. Otherwise, yes, you smile, you nod, you let her think she’s clever. You make her comfortable, and then you take control of the situation. That woman thinks she’s protecting Monique. She thinks she’s giving her courage. Let her think it. Then we use it to our advantage.”Ryan clenched his jaw, pacing a few steps away before turning back. “I can’t stand the way Monique looks at me now. Like she’s not afraid of me anymore. Like she has options. I swear, Mother, I can’t....”Mrs. Bennett cut him off sharply. “You can. And you will. Because this is bigger than your temper, Ryan. If M

The BennettsAfter Mrs. Bennett finished, Officer Perez nodded slowly. “Thank you for your statement. That will be all for now.”Mrs. Bennett rose, smoothing her jacket, but her eyes were still sharp and calculating as she walked out. “I expect my son to be treated fairly,” she muttered under her breath, more to herself than anyone else.Ryan followed soon after, his shoulders tense, eyes flicking nervously around the room. Officer Perez gestured for him to sit in the chair opposite the desk, pen and notepad ready.“Mr. Bennett,” Officer Perez began, his tone firm but professional, “we need to go over the same incident, from your perspective. Everything that Monique reported… your actions, your words, everything. Do you understand?”Ryan nodded, swallowing hard. “Yes, sir. I… I understand.”“Good,” Officer Perez said, his tone clipped and professional. “That's great, let’s start with your wife. Do you know why your wife came to the police here? Do you know what this is all about?”Rya

The BennetsOfficer Perez’s expression stayed flat, unyielding.“Well, no,” Ryan pressed on quickly, “I didn’t tell her because I’m not an idiot. Would you have told your wife? Would you tell your wife if you were to cheat on her now? Would you tell her you got your mistress pregnant...”Perez’s eyes narrowed. “I wouldn’t cheat on my wife.”The words hit the room like a slap. Ryan gave a strained laugh, a dry chuckle that didn’t reach his eyes. The officer’s face softened for only a heartbeat, then hardened again.“Anyway,” Ryan continued, forcing calm into his voice, “what I’m saying is, I didn’t tell her. She found out. That’s what we’ve been fighting about. And now she’s doing all of this to hurt me. She’s twisting it, making it into something it’s not. Ariana....she’s just a girl who was my sister’s friend. That’s all.”"That's not all, Mr Bennett, now, is it?" The officer asked, tone steel.Ryan spread his hands, pleading now, his voice quieter but no less insistent. “Going back