Rejected By My Husband, Desired By His Billionaire Brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Lily drove straight to the company after her encounter with William.Sitting in the parking lot, she took a moment to compose herself, gently releasing her grip on the steering wheel and allowing blood flow to her knocks.She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, after a second, she exhaled and opened them, staring blankly at the dashboard with one thought in mind;It seems wounds weren't easily healed.She'd acted fine all this while, but when she saw William just now, with his little theatrical act, she felt the sudden urge to slap him across the face and brutally insult him for all that he'd done.Five years. He'd put her through so much for five years, barely treating her like a human, leaving her bare, wounded, for his mother to pick at every small thing that she possibly could find.And as if that wasn't enough, he'd betrayed her with the one person she considered a sister, with the one person who'd now turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing.And he had the audacity to show u

Fingers trembling from anger, Isabella pulled open her car door and slid into the driver's seat. As soon as the door slammed shut, the first thing she did was to unleash her pent up anger."Ah!" She slammed her hand onto the wheel, the car shook and her scream bounced off the interior.She sat there, chest heaving, body shaking from the amount of rage she was feeling. Her jaw hurt from clenching and her teeth felt like they were going to break any minute from the pressure.But what could she do?The anger, the frustration, the sadness, it was all too much for her to handle.She'd lost the man she loved, her career, her life.Lily was enjoying it all and she was still standing tall.It wasn't fair.Her eyes darkened.Why couldn't it have been her? She'd sacrificed so much, so why? Why was the world always so cruel to her?Her shoulders shook, angry hot tears rushing down her face."She doesn't deserve it," she muttered, her eyes glaring daggers at the large office building in front of

The line had gone dead and with the silence that came, dread followed.Aaron stared at the screen of his phone, expression emotionless at first, then, his face twisted, a mix of fury and concern, as reality dawned on him."Sir," Abel called from the front, casting a glance at him through the rear view mirror.He'd heard it all, the phone call, the note of fear in Lily's tone and the worse that'd brought about the thick tension that settled over the car, the sound of glass shattering.He'd heard it all."What should we do?" He asked, glancing between the road and Aaron who's been quiet.Too quiet for Abel's liking. It was like there was a storm brewing, waiting for the right moment before everything was unleashed.But contrary to Abel's assumption, Aaron wasn't silent because he was waiting for the right moment to explode. Sure, he was angry, but not as annoyed as he was with himself.He knew something like this was going to happen. He'd known since the moment he saw that 4 feet opport

Isabella's movements were unstable, an eerie smile playing on her lips as she approached.Lily's eyes darted between William's limp form and Isabella's approaching one. Her heart had long since picked up its pace, fear and panic painting its grand all over her expression.Her breathing came out shaky and at her side, her hands moved around, trying their very best to free herself from her shackles."There's no use," Isabella mused, her voice carrying an eerie calmness that unsettled Lily all the more. "I made sure there's no way you'll be getting out of those chains, at least, not alive."She stopped in front of Lily and like a god looking down on a being that had wronged her several times, Isabella stared at her."Don't do this," Lily muttered, her voice cracking from a mixture of fear, panic and the pain that still lingered fresh on her cheek. "You don't have to go this far.""But you see, I do. You've ruined my life, Lily. There's nothing left for me out there, you even took the one

Aaron had a dream.In the darkness of his eye lids, a familiar house appeared and in it was a kid, no older than 12 years of age, squatting beneath the stairs with his knees pulled closely to his chest and hands wrapped tightly around his ear.But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't block out the loud screams that lingered in the background."He's also my son!"He heard a male voice thunder.Without looking, Aaron knew it belonged to the man who'd ruined his life. The man who'd come and uprooted him for the perfect life he'd been living at that time.His eyes drifted from the small figure, to the entrance of the living room. By the floor, two shadows danced, one towering over the other."He needs me to grow–""He's been doing just fine without you!" A second voice interjected, just as loud as the first.Aaron looked between the small figure who flinched at the chaotic showdown happening in the living room, then glanced back at the entrance once more.This was a dream, he told him