Semua Bab DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT: Bab 151 - Bab 160

MONIQUEI walked beside Officer Perez, my steps measured, deliberate. My head was held high, though inside, everything was in shambles. Ryan had walked out with his lawyer, and they had left. That meant the police weren’t keeping him at the station overnight as Officer Perez had told me earlier. This meant something had changed.I could still feel Mrs. Bennett’s stare drilling into my back, sharp and accusing, but I didn’t care. Let her think whatever she wanted. My hands were clenched at my sides, fingers tight like fists, fighting to keep myself from fidgeting.I knew that now, things had shifted. Ryan must have said something. I didn’t know what it was, but maybe it had made the police officer question my statement. Or perhaps he and his mother had thrown enough doubts in my direction to rattle my account. Or maybe it was his counsel who had managed to get him out of the police station without further questioning.We approached the interview room we had used earlier. The familiar d

The BennetsMrs. Bennett was still staring at Monique, her hands itching to do something she knew she shouldn’t. She wanted to reach over, grab, and strangle Monique until the girl lost all her strength. She was furious, a storm barely contained.“Come on, let’s go,” Mr. Bennett said sharply, trying to herd Mrs Bennett into the car. He knew she couldn’t act on her impulses, no matter how much she wanted to.Mrs Bennett got into the car quietly, and the moment Mr. Bennett followed, she exploded. “I don’t get what happened to that girl! Like....did she get an attitude transplant? Where’s the Monique who used to listen to me, who actually wanted Ryan with her? She’s gone rogue, completely! And now I have to figure out how to pull her back!”Mr. Bennett nodded along, his expression tight with unease. “I don’t get it either. How could she refuse to let us take her where she wanted to go?""That audacity… Did you see how arrogant she’s become? She doesn’t even listen to me anymore. I’ve lo

The BennetsMrs. Bennett’s heart stopped for a beat. Then it started pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears."On his knees?" she repeated, her voice low, almost a whisper."Yes," Lydia said with a shrug, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. "He loves her, Mom. And he’s finally doing what he should have done a long time ago. Shouldn't you be happy?"Mrs. Bennett’s hand gripped the back of the nearest chair, knuckles turning white. She wanted to scream, to shake Lydia, to tell her she had no idea what she was talking about."You think this is good news?" Mrs. Bennett said, her voice trembling with anger. "You think Ryan, running around on his knees, begging Ariana, is what he needs to be doing right now....when his company is under fire, when Monique is back in the picture, when everything we have worked for is hanging by a thread?""Yes," Lydia said simply, standing her ground. "Because Ariana is his wife. She is the mother of his child. If he loses her, then none

The Bennets“Just spit it out,” Mrs. Bennetts snapped.“Well, I was angry at him, and I had changed the password and the locks to the house. I was trying to make things hard for him, but when he came looking for me like that..... Oh God....”“Shut up!” Mrs. Bennett interrupted, raising her head sharply. Ariana flinched at the sudden interruption. Mrs. Bennett took a deep breath and softened her tone. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry for snapping at you. Okay. So, the maid… did anybody else besides the maid see him?”“No, it’s just the maid,” Ariana admitted.“Where is she?” Mrs. Bennett asked.“Um… well, I don’t know. She went, opened the door, and then she just disappeared. By the time I wondered where she had gone, Ryan was already inside the house, so... I don’t know.”“Call her,” Mrs. Bennett commanded.“Okay,” Ariana agreed, crumbling from the seat as she reached for her phone, determined to call the maid.Mrs. Bennett watched closely as Ariana made the call. When she was done, she report

The BennetsRyan ran a hand over his face, wincing as the bruises pressed against his fingers. He took a deep breath, steadying himself, letting the anger and the pain mingle just enough to fuel his resolve without letting them take over.“Before I tell you,” Ryan began, his voice low, measured, almost too calm, “I need you to calm down. I don't need your overreaction. I just need you to listen.”Mrs. Bennett straightened in her seat, folding her hands on the table. Her face was unreadable, but her chest rose and fell a little quicker. “Okay,” she said carefully, “I’m listening.”Ryan swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. “I did something...”Mrs. Bennett didn’t speak, didn’t flinch,just sat there, waiting. The silence was suffocating.Ryan’s eyes darted away from her for a moment, focusing on some invisible spot on the wall. His hands clenched against his thighs. “I don’t know what I was thinking,” he said finally, voice cracking just slightly. “But I did it, and now… now I have