All Chapters of Love me back, Ex-Wife: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Brielle stepped out of the sleek black car, her palms sweating as she looked up at the towering gates of the Rayne mansion. It wasn't her first time there, and yet… something about it made her feel impossibly fuzzy.The butler held the door open for her as she walked into the grand marble foyer, and immediately, Vivian appeared at the top of the staircase, smiling like the proudest mother in the world."There she is," Vivian said, welcoming her with open hands as she came down the stairs gracefully. "My darling girl."Brielle managed a soft smile as Vivian pulled her into a warm hug."I hope you weren't too stressed, sweetheart. I just wanted you to be able to get ready here so we can all leave for the party together," Vivian said, brushing dust off Brielle's shoulder with motherly affection. "The makeup team should be here by 2 PM, and we'll leave at five. Everything's been arranged perfectly for today.""Of course," Brielle murmured, forcing the tension from her throat.But the guil

The clinking of cutlery slowed down. Plates sat on the table half-empty. Conversations had fizzled into forced murmurs.The brunch was finally over.Brielle let out a quiet breath as she stood from the long mahogany dining table. Her back ached in pain from sitting down for too long, and her face was stiff from smiling politely through the passive-aggressive jabs from the Rayne family. She was beyond relieved that the entire display of family performance had ended.As the others moved into the living room, Ethan's voice joined with that of his brothers'. Their deep chuckles and animated catch-up floated through the hallway. It sounded like something that came out of a dream she'd once had. A dream where she didn't belong. Not anymore."Brielle, dear," Vivian called softly, drawing her attention.She turned and found Vivian already on her feet, signaling her to follow her. "Come with me. We should get you glammed up. It's almost two p.m."Brielle nodded, quietly obeying as she followed

Ethan stepped out of the black SUV with the same effortless grace that he carried into every room he walked into. His tall frame and tailored suit immediately caught the attention of the cameras, but it wasn't him the press was truly after, at least not tonight.He adjusted his cuffs, the sharp glint in his eyes betraying the calm on his face. Then, in an unexpected manner, he moved toward the passenger side and opened the door for Brielle.She just stared at his hand in front of hand, waiting for a second as she studied it before placing her hand in his. The instant their skins touched, the press were on cue and their camera shutters exploded in their faces.Brielle walked out slowly, holding her silver dress that caught the sun's light and hugged every curve on her body as Vivian had planned. Gasps and excited whispers filled the air immediately from the crowd as they watched them.Ethan leaned in slightly, his lips barely grazing her ear. "Just pretend," he murmured. "Just for toda

Ethan walked forward, putting himself smoothly between Brielle and Professor James, his expression cool and composed. The tension in his shoulders, however, betrayed his inner annoyance."Thanks for the compliment," Ethan said tightly, eyes trained on the professor. "My wife and I appreciate it."Professor James didn't understand what was going on. He smiled politely, but there was something behind his smile. "You don't have to lie to me, Mr. Rayne."Ethan's eyes narrowed, his tone sharpening. "I'm not sure I follow your conversation."Before the professor could continue and reply, Brielle stepped in quickly, her tone soft but firm. "Thank you for the compliment, Professor James. I'm sure we'll catch up later."It was her way of saying he should please leave without making a scene, and James got the message. With one last glance at Ethan, he nodded. "Of course. Enjoy your evening."He joined the crowd and disappeared.Ethan faced Brielle the moment he was gone. "What was he talking ab

Brielle placed her back against the wall behind the grand staircase, her silver heels aching and her nerves frayed. Ella was standing in front of her, arms crossed as she studied the look on her friend's face. Brielle looked up at her, eyes glassy."My mind is in a mess, Ella," she said quietly. "I can't think straight. I don't even know how I'm still standing."Ella frowned, searching for Brielle's hand. "I figured as much the moment Raymond made that announcement. You didn't look like someone who knew it was coming.""I didn't," Brielle whispered. "That's the problem. No one told me anything. Not Ethan, not Vivian. I thought this was just a party. I didn't know it was going to be a public declaration.... a press release of our marriage to the outside."Ella winced in sympathy. "Damn. And you still haven't told them about the divorce?"Brielle shook her head slowly. "I was going to. Right after the party, I planned to have the conversation privately with Vivian and Raymond. But now?"