บททั้งหมดของ Divorced By My Ex, Accepted By His Step-Brother : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

ROLAND’S POVShe didn’t look pleased, I could tell with the angry lines that etched on her face as she paced around the room.I was angry too, but I hated the fact that Grandma had assumed it would be for the best for Noah and Sasha to be invited.“Can you believe it?” I scoffed, picking up a glass of whiskey. Today was a lot, and this was all I needed to feel the stress wear off. “Inviting the Becks to our wedding like they are some important dignitaries,”She didn’t respond, rather she glared at her phone like she was trying to bring it to life.“Maya!” I called out, my eyes fixe on her face. “You have been quiet for so long, shouldn’t you be happy? We are getting married, isn’t that what you have always wanted?”A humourless chuckle broke out of her, “What I have always wanted?” she scoffed. “Roland, you sat there, listening to her as she told us that we are meant to marry?”I frowned, I was losing her, and I didn’t understand what she was talking about. Isn’t this what she wanted?

NOAH’S POV“President Beck?” Matt called out, his voice snapping me out of my musing.“Matt, what is it?” I asked, gently shutting my phone off. I had been here, spending the last thirty minutes staring at a picture that had been taken of Sasha.“Is everything alright?” he asked, staring at me with a confused look on his face.I understand the look, it was quite unusual that he would find me distracted and smiling at my phone like the fairy of smiles had struck me.“The dinner reservation has been made and Arthur King and his wife are expecting both of you,” he said.I sighed, “Sure, pass the message on to Emma, we leave tomorrow,”I wasn’t a coward, avoiding her but lately, it is becoming hard to figure out what exactly I was doing with a woman in my house.Sasha wasn’t like other women that I had met, she has never asked me for jewels, and most importantly, the fact that she is trying to build her company without asking for my help.Most times, she confuses me. She isn’t what I once

NOAH’S POVWhatever it was that Arthur wanted to say to her, must have calmed her down, because here we were in the dining room, laughing and chatting.Sasha looked happy, relaxed and unguarded as she talked. Her voice sounded calm and collected, not calculating like it usually was whenever we were out with people.“So, Sasha, tell me, how are you enjoying being married to Noah Beck,” Elizabeth asked.Gosh this woman, if she had her way, she would have asked the both of us to fill.out a questionnaire.“It is fun, Noah has been the most delightful,” she replied.“I am still gutted at the fact that I wasn’t invited to the wedding,” she said, looking at both of us with a sad expression on her face.Sasha gasped, looking down in guilt, “We wanted a small private courthouse wedding. It was nothing fancy and you haven’t missed anything,”Elizabeth scrunched her face, “Nonsense, how can you have that. We need to plan something big, something that screams Luxury,”Sasha looked at me with a we

NOAH’S POVVoices echoed slowly through the hallway as they walked in, Sasha and Elizabeth, hand in hand as they laughed.My heart warmed at the sight of them, she looked freer; happy unguarded. And in that moment I was struck with an intense feeling, one that gripped me so hard that it was hard to deny.I had the plan, the game, and the win. But Sasha… she wasn’t just another piece on the board. She was the one thing that I had to guard— to protect with everything that I owned. She was changing my game entirely and I wasn’t mad about it.“Who won?” Elizabeth asked, moving straight to her husband as she settled on his lap. It has been over three decades but they still acted like they were high school lovers.Arthur chuckled, wrapping his hand around her as he pulled her close to his chest, “Noah still plays like a hot-headed beanbag,”Sasha laughed, standing by the side looking around awkwardly. We were married, I guess they wouldn’t think it weird if I pulled her to sit on my lap too

NOAH’S POVThe day was actually exciting, and I was reminded why I loved spending time with Arthur. My eyes flickered towards Sasha, her head pressed against the window as she slept.She had fun, I could tell. She looked lighter, happier than what I may have seen of her.“Don’t hurt her. Don’t get hurt,” Arthur’s words echoed through my ears.I didn’t understand what he meant by what he had said. There was nothing to hurt me from this contract. I was no longer the soul that believed that love was meant for everyone.She had taught me that. It was brutal but I had learnt through the pain. I shook my head, clearing my mind of the thought that tried to sneak through. I had promised myself to forget everything that had to do with her.She had chosen her path.“Can you turn through the Regal Park? I would enjoy the detour,” I said to the driver.“Yes sir,” he said, his eyes fixed on the road.Sasha mewled, and a soft smile curled on my lips as I stared at her. She looked peaceful, and I wa