All Chapters of My Triplet Brothers Begged Me Back: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Matthew's phone slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.The screen still showed the call timer counting up.The bedroom fell into a silence so complete you could hear a pin drop.He felt like he must have misheard something.What did he mean, how could Emma possibly come back?His breathing quickened, his heartbeat thundering in his ears.It was as if a string in his mind had suddenly been stretched to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.Matthew's mind went blank. After a long while, he picked up the phone."I don't think I understood you. What did you just... say?"The voice on the other end seemed to grow more distant.That string in his mind finally snapped."Others might not understand. But you, Professor Matthews? How could you not understand?""If you hadn't withdrawn at the last minute, Emma wouldn't have gotten the spot."Emma said you withdrew for that girl... Sarah, was it?"Matthew's face turned ghostly white.Despite the cold winter, sweat beaded on his forehead.N

Matthew opened his mouth, but it took a while before he could make a sound.As if comforting himself, he repeated Sarah's words:"She'll... she'll come back eventually."She's a grown woman. It's not like she's going to get lost."William's eyes turned bloodshot, misting over.His hands trembling uncontrollably, he suddenly grabbed Matthew's collar."She left with Jake!"I checked the university security cameras. She was dragging her suitcase, following Jake!"Daniel's voice also began to shake as he clutched Matthew's collar, nearly choking him."Do you understand? She left with Jake!"You know what Jake was going to do, don't you? Don't you?!"Matthew could barely breathe, but he forgot to move.After the tremendous fear and despair, all that remained was an endless, bottomless confusion.How could he not know what Jake was doing?As an associate professor and department mentor, Matthew had personally reviewed the list of participants for the twenty-year classified medical research p

"That bitch Emma called last week, and I answered."I could tell from her tone that she wasn't coming back."From now on, they'll have only one sister—just me!""So what if she's their biological sister!"Over these years, I've broken so many of her things, and her three brothers only ever defended me!"I pretended she pushed me down the stairs, and that idiot tried to grab me."She fell and hurt herself, then got slapped for it. She deserved it!""She wanted to see the Northern Lights, but I made sure she couldn't go. They abandoned Emma for me!"Everything will be mine now. Everything belongs to me alone!"Perhaps she felt these achievements were too worthy of pride and boasting.As Sarah spoke, her eyes gleamed with triumphant satisfaction and wild joy.Her face twisted into something grotesque and fierce, completely at odds with her age.Their argument continued endlessly.Matthew wanted to rush forward.He wanted to tear them apart, to make them suffer a thousand cuts.But he coul

When I was forty-three, Jake and I got married.It was a small ceremony at the research institute where we both worked. No fancy church, no elaborate decorations—just a simple exchange of vows in front of our closest colleagues.Jake held my hands tightly as we said "I do," his eyes crinkling at the corners with happiness. At our age, we'd both given up on finding someone to share our lives with."Never thought I'd be lucky enough to marry the brilliant Dr. Emma Matthews," he whispered as we signed the marriage certificate.I smiled at him. "It's just Emma now. Emma Carter."I had abandoned the Matthews name years ago. It was easier that way.Because of our age, Jake didn't want me to risk childbirth, so we adopted a daughter."Emma," Jake had said one evening as we sat in our living room reviewing research papers, "I've been thinking. Our house feels too empty sometimes."When he suggested adoption, I found myself agreeing immediately. There was an empty space in my life that research

The hospital corridors were eerily quiet as the nurse led me to Matthew's room. Each footstep echoed against the sterile walls, counting down the moments to our final meeting.All these years, Matthew had similarly devoted himself to medical research, giving it everything he had. As both a mentor and a researcher, he'd thrown himself into work after I left. According to what I'd heard, he regularly stayed in the lab for 72-hour stretches, forgetting to eat or sleep.Now, not yet sixty, his body was already ravaged by numerous ailments. Liver failure. Kidney problems. Heart complications. His body had simply given up after years of neglect.I entered the hospital room and sat beside him. The antiseptic smell mixed with the unmistakable scent of approaching death.I suddenly remembered my daughter's birthday party yesterday. The colorful balloons, the laughter, the cake with three candles—and then seeing them standing there in the shadows, watching from a distance.He had come to see me