บททั้งหมดของ THE BILLIONAIRE’S BETRAYAL: Married To My Ex’s Brother: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Killian’s POVShe left my room without another word. I stayed still, watching the empty space she had left behind, as my hands ran through my hair. Her eyes had lingered on me for longer than I expected, searching for something, maybe answers.I should have not have spoken the way I did, I should not have let anything slip that would make her question me. She did not need to know what lived inside me, not yet, maybe not ever. I owed her no explanation, but I hated the way her gaze had burned into me, almost as if she had seen through the wall I had built. I leaned back, pressing my hand against my jaw, breathing slow. I should have kept my mouth shut like always. Now was not the time. Not when everything was already shaking beneath my feet. The truth was simple. I had loved her far too long. Longer than I should have. Over ten years of wanting something I could never touch, and now she was under the same roof, close enough that I could hear the catch in her breath, close enough tha

Nova’s POVThe doctor’s words had rolled over me like dull waves, each one fading before it even reached the shore of my mind. Rest. Observation. Not ready for discharge. They all sounded the same and meant nothing to me. I nodded when he spoke because that was what he wanted, but my heart had already made its choice.I wanted Rowan.So when he leaned close with that strange softness in his voice and promised to take care of me, I let every warning vanish. The promise was too sweet, too rare, and it filled me with the kind of hope I hadn’t felt in so long. It almost felt like the old Rowan, the one who used to make me laugh and pull me close like I was the only woman in the world. The moment they cleared the papers, I went with him. The nurse gave me one last look, her eyes heavy with caution, but I didn’t care. I wanted out of that place. I wanted to be with my husband. I wanted to feel him choose me again.The ride back home was quiet. Rowan’s hands rested loose on the wheel, his

River’s POVThe sun had been kind that afternoon, soft and warm against my skin, as if it wanted to make this last day in New York memorable. I had almost convinced myself that things were normal. Killian and I had been laughing more, speaking without all the sharp edges that once cut into every word. A month had passed since Rowan last bothered me, aside from that one cruel message he sent. I had ignored it like Killian told me to, though part of me still wondered if he had truly handled it or if Rowan was just waiting for the right time to strike. But today, I forced those thoughts aside. Today was about Alora.She sat in her stroller, her little finger pointing eagerly at the teddy bear she wanted from the game stand. It was bigger than her, with round brown eyes and a soft pink ribbon tied around its neck. I laughed every time I missed, and she made a tiny frown like the world was ending. Killian stepped up, steady and focused, and with one clean shot he won it. He handed it to

River’s POVThe first thing I felt was the light. Soft rays of sunlight pushed through the curtains and spread across my skin, warm and gentle like they wanted to pull me out of sleep. My eyes fluttered open, and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel heavy. No dreams dragging me down, no fear clinging to my chest. Just light. I stretched slowly across the bed, breathing in the quiet morning air. There was a strange energy inside me, light and restless, like I could run for miles if I wanted to. Today was the day we were leaving for LA. Today was also the day of my coronation party. A part of me wanted to stay here in this peace forever, but another part was already moving ahead, racing toward the night, toward the moment I would walk into that hall and face everyone.I didn’t want to let any dark thoughts in, not this morning. No fear, no anger, no Rowan. I wanted to keep my heart steady, at least for a few hours. My body pulled me straight to the kitchen. The smell of f

River's POV“Please, Matilda.” I pleaded for the umpteenth time as I got ready to leave for the party. “Please look after her.” It was hard for me to leave my sick daughter for a party. I could have simply bailed out, but deep down I knew that I couldn't do that. My company counted on me, else they wouldn't have sent me down to Los Angeles.“I promise, ma'am. I'll look after her this time.” The nanny responded. That should have made me feel better but it didn't. I mean how could I feel better when I was leaving my sick daughter in the hands of the same woman that had abandoned her that day?“Relax, Riv, I trust Matilda to look after our daughter. She'll be fine. She has always looked after her. You know this right?” Killian croaked out and I nodded slowly. I just didn't think that I could trust my daughter around Matilda anymore. But deep down, I knew that I'd rather keep my daughter with her, than someone else. “Fine.” I muttered under my breath. “Let's go.” I said to Killian as we t