All Chapters of Rejected By My Husband, Desired By His Billionaire Brother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Apologize?William wanted her to apologize for all the things she has done to Isabella?Those words took quite a while, a few seconds, minutes even, before they registered in Lily's brain. And when it did, she scoffed, no, she chuckled—low, bitter, and disbelieving.This bastard, was he really asking her to apologize?The audacity boiled in her chest, and the smile on her lips didn’t quite reach her eyes as she tilted her head slightly to the side, her gaze cool and calculating, as thick silence settled between them.For a second, neither looked away. Neither of them spoke. Silence hung heavy in the air, pulsing with tension neither bother putting into words.Then, like the ever delicate darling, Isabella stepped closer to William. Shattering the silence as she gave a weak cough, perfectly timed, and gently tugged on his sleeve."William," she said softly, her voice just barely above a whisper. "Don’t be so harsh on Lily, please. She's probably just angry at me… though I don’t know wh

The walk away from the commotion that had ensued and back to William’s car, was one of silent humiliation for Isabella.As soon as they got into the back seat of William’s car and the vehicle began moving, she broke down, crying—not genuinely, but rather, a well put together act that she was sure William was going to bite hook-line-and-snicker.“Why does Lily hate me this much, William?” She sniffles, wrapping her arm around herself like a vulnerable child. Her lashes fluttered more times than necessary when she met his gaze. “What have I done?” Much to her dismay, it seemed like her question and her well put together act bounced right off of William’s head as he wasn't focused on her.He was staring out the window, narrowing his eyes at the innocent building, the restaurant. Despite Isabella’s rant and her rather pitiful appearance, William couldn't bring himself to focus on her.Sure, he knew that wasn't the right thing to do in a situation like this. But for some reason, he couldn

Of all the things Lily expected from Aaron, of all the things he could have said, this wasn’t on the list. Her brows rose slightly. “You’re apologizing?” she asked, voice even but laced with disbelief.Aaron took a second, then he nodded, slow and deliberate. “I am. What I did was wrong. Without your consent, I shouldn't have kissed you.” He said and Lily studied him.For a second, her eyes narrowed and she stared at him with something akin to suspicion. But could she really be blamed? In all the years she'd known the Aldridges—and the rumours she'd heard about Aaron—apologies weren’t part of their vocabulary. So yes, she stared, searching his face for signs of mockery. A twitch of the lips. A glint of amusement. Some tell that this was just another cruel game he was playing.But there was none. Just the steady gaze of a man who, for once, looked… sincere and that left Lily with one question.Did he hit his head on something? Or is this another one of his twisted little games?No m

For the life of her, Lily couldn't come to understand why she was frequently running into such nuisances like William and Isabella.Them and everything Lily considered to be in the past, was all the way in Chelsea, while she was a good ol 'hour away, in Hampstead.Yet, for the second time today, here Isabella was, standing in the middle of the VIP room, in front of her gawking at her like she just ran into a ghost.She had no right to look so surprised. Lily thought, frowning internally. She was the one who's day was being ruined by her mere presence alone."Here they are, Ma'am." The shop attendant informed, gesturing towards Isabella and another model who lingered too close to her.Like a crony? Lily thought tilting her head and studying the pair for a few seconds before she turned her attention back to her phone without an ounce of acknowledgement.Isabella's jaws clenched and her brows twitched at Lily's blatant disregard. Despite the fact that her expression remained neutral, the

The shop attendant's expression mirrored Isabella's."F-fire them?" she echoed, glancing between Lily and Isabella, brows furrowed in confusion. "You want me to fire them?"Lily didn't miss a beat, neither did she hesitate. She nodded firmly. "Yes. Fire them. They have no sense of respect. If they can disrespect me, then there are surely going to be other events in the future. Are you going to allow that to happen?" Tilting her head, she asked. "Or, are you willing to lose more precious clients like me?"Lily wasn't normally one to throw her weight around, but at that very moment, when Isabella was standing across from her, she made an exception.For now, it was fine. It was for a good cause."You can't fire us," Samantha spoke up. "Izzy and I are your best models–""Best," Annabelle snorted, muttering under her breath as she returned to her seat. "Yeah right.""Lily, are you really going to do this to me?" Isabella finally spoke, feigning innocence, contrary to the glare she'd spotte