All Chapters of Divorced By My Ex, Accepted By His Step-Brother : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

NOAH’S POV“Noah? What are you doing here?” Nina asked, her face twisted in confusion as she stared at me wide-eyed.My eyes darted around the room, but the person I was searching for was nowhere to be found. Or maybe she was hiding. “Where is she?” I growled, my eyes literally tearing the place apart.The confusion was still etched on her face, her eyes following my gaze, “What are you talking about?”I slammed my fist against the wall, the pain doing nothing to quell my anger. Nina jumped, a shriek escaping her lips as she stared at the hole in her wall. “Sasha, where the fuck is she?”I couldn’t believe I had been so stuck in my shock that I hadn’t thought about chasing after her. Blake had broken that spell the minute she tried to kiss me. Anger flowed through my brain, recalling the way she had leaned close, “She is gone, you have me now,” she breathed in my ear.I was against hitting women. But in that moment, I wanted to damn all self-control that I had and slapped the horrible

SASHA’S POVOver the years, I have learnt one vital message; surfing the internet wasn’t the best thing to do, especially when you are trying to fight through a heartbreak.My fingers trembled, tears rolling down my cheeks as I stared at the picture on the screen. It was Noah and Blake meeting at a restaurant. I hated the way he looked happy, unaffected like he hadn’t lost something, while I on the other hand, haven’t even stepped out of my room.I slammed my phone hard against the table, angry that I was here groaning over a man who didn’t care if I existed. I was forgotten, if I didn’t know then, now I know, because the way she hugged him and the way he held her, that was enough evidence that he had moved on.Nina’s name flashed across my screen this would be the umpteenth time she would be calling. But I couldn’t pick, I couldn’t bring myself to hear her voice. If I picked up her call, I was going to crumble, I would end up crying and telling her where I was.I didn’t want to do t

SASHA’S POVIt felt weird. The air was unnecessarily cold, as if it was reminding me that there was a certain warmth that I needed but I couldn’t have.I tightened the jacket around my body. Noah’s jacket, the one that I still carried even after everything that… I shook my head; I wasn’t going to think about that. The jacket could barely cover my protruding stomach and the scent? I hated to admit it, but the scent no longer smelled like his.That made me panic slightly. This jacket has always been the one thing that helped me stay calm. My mind wandered back to the day I had found out it wasn’t on my bed, I had run so fast that I thought I would fall, only to reach in time as the maid was about to put it in the washer.After that day, the tears and the screams, they knew better than to touch it. I hated how attached to this I was. But I didn’t care.Maria leaned by the wall, she was hovering, she had sensed the change in my mood. “Do you want to eat something? I can make you some baco

SASHA’S POV“I lost you, Sasha,”His words echoed through my mind, the minute he had said it, I rushed out of the room, unable to stand any longer. Matteo was there in a flash, blocking his path, stopping him from reaching out to me.I was happy that he didn’t chase me. I knew that if he did, I would have fallen back into his web. The thing is, Noah had shown me something I never knew that I could have.When Roland had taken all my love, burned me so hard that life couldn’t hold me, Noah had found the broken soul who was bristling with anger, cloaked in revenge. He had shown me that love was never meant to hurt.He didn’t love me. He lost a business partner. That was what he wanted.“What if he wants more? What if he wants to be with you and the child?” a tiny voice whispered at the back of my mind.That was the thing, now that he knows about the child, I wouldn’t keep him from being in their lives, all that I needed to do was guard my heart. A tear slipped down my cheeks, I couldn’t

EPILOGUESASHA’S POVIt may have been too fast. Maybe I forgave him too easily, but one thing I knew was certain was that our love had never been the conventional one. It had to take a little bit of breaking to make us.And I loved it. I loved just how far we have come.“Come on, you know that we have to see them,” Noah said, his hand wrapped around my body. For someone who has been begging me to leave the room, he has made no move to let me go.We had stayed in Bald Saty for a few more weeks before Nina called his phone, threatening to burn my building down if I didn’t return. Nina, it had taken a while, but after a much-needed conversation, she finally understood why I had run.If I didn’t run, Noah would never have chased; he wouldn’t have caught us.His hand turned my stomach, his lips pressing soft kisses on me, the three months he had missed still stung. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, I could see it in his eyes that it affected him.He hasn’t missed one hospital check-u