All Chapters of DIVORCED MORNING AND REMARRIED TO HIS BROTHER BY NIGHT: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

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MONIQUE But nothing came out of her mouth because there was nothing to say. Not anymore.“Please…” she tried one last time, her voice breaking now. “At least for the children.....”“Stop,” Marcus cut in. Sharp and Final.“If you say one more word trying to use those children to manipulate me,” he added, his voice dropping dangerously low, “I won’t just ask you to leave.”That was enough. Lydia finally looked up Just for a second. Her eyes met Marcus’s, uncertain, conflicted, maybe even ashamed. But she didn’t speak. Didn’t defend. Didn’t even apologise. She just… stood there And then looked away again.Mrs Bennett straightened slowly, whatever pride she had left pulling her back together.“Fine,” she said, her tone stiff, brittle. “If that’s how you want it.”Marcus didn’t respond. Didn’t even blink."But don't blame me for what I will do next." She added.Silence responded.Realising what was coming next, she grabbed Lydia’s arm. “Let’s go.”And just like that, they turned and walke

Now It's Mine

MONIQUE I stepped closer toward Marcus, placing my hand gently on his arm.“They’re using sympathy,” I said. “They’re using a newborn, a little girl, and a grieving family. People are going to believe them.”Marcus looked at me then, calm and steady, his eyes searching mine.“And what do you think I should do?” he asked. “Do you think I made the wrong choice to kick them out of here? Do you think I should have given them what they asked for? Do you think I’m a bad person?”I frowned, not hesitating for even a second.“Of course, I believe you,” I said firmly. “I know the Bennetts. I have lived with them. I know just how manipulative and how cunning they can be. How can you even ask me that?”Something shifted in his expression. Softened.Just then, Henry exhaled sharply.“Belief is great,” he said, “but public perception is something else entirely. We need a strategy. Damage control.”Marcus stood slowly. And just like that, the calm shifted. Not gone but sharpened. Focused.“They wa

Everything

MONIQUE The rest of the day moved fast. Too fast. Phones kept ringing. Messages kept coming in. Names I didn’t recognise, numbers I didn’t trust, all trying to reach Marcus. Reporters, partners, people pretending to care, people waiting to see him fall.Henry barely left his side. Files started appearing on the table one after another. Old documents. Medical records. Legal reports. Things Marcus had buried years ago, things he had survived, things he had never spoken about out loud.And now… all of it was coming back. For the world to see.I stood by the window for a moment, watching the sky slowly dim, my arms wrapped around myself. It felt like we were standing at the edge of something big. Something that was going to change everything.“Monique.”I turned at the sound of his voice.Marcus was watching me. Not the businessman. Not the man preparing for war. Just… Marcus, My Husband.“You’re quiet,” he said.I walked back toward him slowly.“I’m thinking,” I admitted.His eyes staye

Unbreakable

MONIQUE I held Marcus's hand more tightly, needing him to feel me.“You’re not a child or alone anymore,” I reminded him gently.This time, he turned his head slightly, looking at me.“I know,” he said. And again… he meant it.I held his gaze for a moment before speaking again.“Tomorrow is going to be hard,” I said. “But it’s also going to be the end of something.”His brow furrowed slightly. “The end?”“The end of them having power over you,” I clarified.Something in his expression shifted at that. Something real. He looked back up at the ceiling, like he was turning the idea over in his mind.“The end…” he repeated quietly.“Yes,” I said. “And the beginning of you finally being free of all of it.”Another long pause. Then, finally.“You'll Stay,” he said.I squeezed his hand gently. “I am here to stay. I’m not going anywhere.”His body relaxed just slightly beside me. Not fully, but enough. Enough to let the silence settle. Enough to let the night pass.*Morning came faster than

A Blackwind

MONIQUE I couldn’t take it anymore.I moved before I could stop myself.I walked straight to him and wrapped my arms around him. Tight.Grounding him.Stopping him.“I’ve got you,” I whispered.I didn’t want him to keep going.I didn’t want him to relive it anymore.It was all too much and enough.He paused just for a second. And then I gently pulled him away from the podium. No one stopped us. No one said anything.We just… left.We didn’t speak on the way to the car. Although the silence wasn’t awkward. It was the kind of silence that says everything without words.We got into the car, and the driver pulled away. For a few minutes, it was just the sound of the road. Then suddenly,“Stop the car.”The driver braked immediately and Marcus got out before I could say anything. I gave him a few seconds before I followed him. And right there, on the sidewalk… He broke.Not loudly. Not dramatically. But completely.All the control. All the strength. All the restraint he had held together

Together

MONIQUE My inheritance?“I found that strange,” she continued quietly. “Because last he knew, you and I weren’t even talking. I was still… against Marcus. So for him to call me instead of you…”She trailed off, and I could hear the hesitation in her voice.“He told me to warn you,” she added finally. “To be very careful of Marcus. Especially now… after everything that happened with Mrs Bennett and her daughter and grandchildren on the news. He said Marcus might try to use you because of the inheritance.”I blinked, absorbing that. It didn’t sit right. Not even a little.“And this was before the press conference, I assume?” I asked.“Yes,” she said. “Before everything came out. And I don’t know… he sounded… off.”“Off?” I repeated.“A little nervous. Agitated, maybe. I can’t really explain it, but it didn’t feel right.”I stayed quiet for a moment, letting her words settle.“Maybe you should go see him,” she added.“Okay,” I said. “I’ll do that.”We spoke a little longer after that, a

Years Of Trust

MONIQUE “He didn’t just leave town,” Henry said. “He cleared out. Everything. His businesses, his house… he sold what he could, abandoned the rest.”I sat up fully now.“What do you mean cleared out?” I asked. “What are you trying to say?”“Yes,” Henry continued. “His office is closed. Staff dismissed. Files moved. And some of the records connected to your inheritance… they’re no longer where they should be.”I went silent. Frozen. I felt Marcus’s grip on my hand tighten.“You mean… he took them?” I asked slowly.“I’m still confirming,” Henry said, “but right now it looks like he either moved them… or he destroyed them.”Silence again. Heavy.“I’ll keep digging,” he added quickly. “But Monique… It’s not looking good.”My voice came out weaker than I expected.“Just tell me… what is going on?”There was a pause on the line. Then Henry spoke again, slower this time.“When I looked into his finances… we found something.”My chest tightened.“What?”“He invested large amounts of money,”

I'm Sorry

MONIQUE Three days later, Henry had found Mr Smith.In those three days, he had also dug up more and more details into what Mr Smith had done, and we had realised that I wasn’t the only one who had lost money.Apparently, he owed people money. Lots of money too. Not just ordinary people. The kind of people who gave you money and expected double in return. The kind of people you didn’t walk away from. The kind of people who didn’t forgive.He had taken from them too To keep his parties going. To keep his life looking normal. To keep up appearances. And now those people were looking for him. Actively and Relentlessly.Thankfully, Henry tracked him down before they did. He was in Thailand. They got him quietly, and they brought him back.Marcus came to me after, his expression serious, measured.“How do you want to do this?” he asked. “Do you want us to take him straight to the police? Or… do you want to handle it differently?”But by then, it wasn’t just about me anymore. The list of p

Ours

MONIQUE The words hung there. Empty and Useless. I studied him for a second And then I nodded slowly.“I know,” I said.A pause. “But that doesn’t change anything.”His shoulders sagged. “I didn’t expect it to,” he admitted.I straightened slightly. “The case is already filed,” I said. “And I’m not withdrawing it.”He nodded.“I understand.”“I’m also helping the others,” I added. “The ones you hurt.”He nodded again.“I understand that too.”Another silence. This one is quieter and more Final.I took a breath.“I came here because I needed to hear it from you,” I said. “Not because I wanted to fix anything.”He didn’t argue.“There’s nothing left to fix,” I finished.His eyes closed briefly. “Yes,” he said.I turned slightly, ready to leave. But then I stopped, just for a second.“And Mr Smith?”He looked up and I met his eyes one last time.“My father trusted you,” I said quietly. “That should have meant something.”His face broke again, but this time… I didn’t stay to see it. I tu

So Unbelievably Happy

MONIQUE And when Marcus pulled back, he just stared.At me.At my face.At my stomach.Like he still couldn’t believe it. “Are you serious?” he asked again, his voice lower now, almost breaking.I laughed, and I think I was crying too.“Yes.”His hands came up to hold my face, then slowly slid down, stopping just above my stomach. He didn’t touch it at first, He just hovered there. Careful and Reverent. Like he was afraid he would break something.“There’s a baby?” he asked softly.I nodded again.“There’s a baby.”And then he smiled. Not the kind of smile I had seen before. Not the controlled smile. Not the proud smile. Not even the relieved smile.This one was different..... This one was pure. For the first time in what felt like forever, after all the lies, all the grief, all the betrayals, standing there between Nadia and Marcus, with tears in my eyes and that little test in my hand.... I felt like life had finally given us something back.*** Nine Months Later.Our children wer

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