Todos os capítulos de DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT: Capítulo 291 - Capítulo 300

MONIQUEThere was blood on him. I saw it and could smell it too. I didn’t know if it was his or Ryan’s, but I didn’t care. I just wanted him here with me.I wrapped my arms around him and held him close, even tighter, pressing myself into him, breathing him in, grounding myself in his scent, his warmth, his presence.Trying to remind myself that whatever just happened between Ryan and me… it was over.Trying to remind myself that I was okay.That Marcus was here. And if he were here, everything would be okay. Everything was going to be just fine.Marcus kept one arm wrapped tightly around me while the other cupped the back of my head, pressing me into his chest as if he could shield me from everything that had just happened.“Look at me,” he murmured softly.I shook my head, burying my face deeper into him. My hands fisted into his shirt, gripping it like he was the only solid thing left in a world that had just tilted off its axis.“Monique… precious, please look at me,” he repeated,

MONIQUEThe doctor moved closer, working alongside the nurses, and probed and touched carefully. Their questions came one after another, name, location, dizziness, nausea, while gloved hands assessed swelling, bruises, and cuts.Before long, Dr Patel ordered a full CT scan and a complete trauma panel. Soon, I was transferred to another examination table as they performed different scans and investigations. Machines hummed around me, lights passed overhead in blinding flashes, and I focused on breathing through the heaviness pulling at my body.When they finished, I was rolled back toward the assessment room. The nurses worked quietly around me, cleaning my knees, placing a cold compress along my temple, and inserting an IV into my arm.I barely noticed the needle.I was too tired.Minutes passed, maybe longer before Marcus was finally allowed into the room. And the moment he stepped inside, a smile spread across my face before I could stop it. Relief washed through me instantly. I fel

MONIQUEO.M.GThey can't be serious. Did they just say what I thought they said?"Are you kidding me right now?" I asked, anger exploding inside me.I had never been so angry in my life. But then again… this was Ryan’s tactic. Always trying to make me seem irrational. Trying to make me seem crazy. Trying to make my actions and reactions look unstable… insane.His claiming that I broke down and lost it was exactly what he would say."That’s not what happened," I told them sharply.The officers nodded and said. "And that’s why we came to take your statement, to confirm everything and get a good picture of what happened.""No, that’s just it," I said, my voice rising. "You don’t know what I had to go through in his hands...... Why isn’t he in jail? I’m sure he had something to do with those people who held a gun to my face. Did you find them?""We haven’t found them yet, ma’am." The younger answered"There has to be a connection," I insisted, frustration burning through me. Now I was an

THE BENNETSRyan paced across the Bennet household living room like a caged animal.Back and forth.Back and forth.Back and forth.Mrs Bennet mirrored him, wringing her hands as she moved in restless circles, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. The sound echoed through the room, adding to the suffocating tension.Mr Bennet sat on the couch, appearing calm on the surface. But the tremor in his bouncing leg and the way his hand clenched tightly around his glass betrayed him. The air in the room was so thick with panic and fury that “tense” wasn’t even a strong enough word to describe it.Lydia and Ariana were the only ones not pretending composure. They were openly spiralling.“So what’s happening now?” Lydia asked, her voice sharp with anxiety.Ryan stopped pacing long enough to rake a frustrated hand through his hair.“What’s happening now,” he snapped, “is that they’re probably building a case against me. I’m already a suspect in attempted kidnapping. That’s what’s

THE BENNETTSMr Bennett scoffed. He clearly disagreed with Ryan. Mrs Bennett, on the other hand, was nodding.“Is it really?” Mr Bennett asked, his tone dripping with mockery.“Of course, really,” Mrs Bennett replied sharply. “We all knew Monique. She was meek, calm and a people pleaser. Of course, after what you did, Ryan..... I told you to handle Monique in a calm manner. I told you that Monique cannot handle violence. Isn’t that what I told you?”She folded her arms tightly across her chest.“And when you lashed out at her, kidnapped her, and hit her, you forced her to find someone else who manipulated her without strong-arming her. Of course, this is someone else. Monique doesn’t have the balls to stand on her own.”“It has been working for years,” Ryan argued stiffly. “So why would it fail now?”Mrs Bennett nodded in agreement, but Mr Bennett couldn’t help himself. He raised a brow slightly.“And who do you think that is?” he asked calmly.Ryan didn’t answer immediately. The trut