All Chapters of Married To My Ex-husband's Half-brother : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LAURA'S POV The sharp, piercing sound from my son's room is driving me crazy. Liam junior has been shrieking since we brought him home after the kidnap. Liam believes he's been having bad dreams when he closes his eyes but I don't think so. Those bastards have traumatized my son and every little thing irks him. They're going to pay, but after I get the ledger. That's the first source of all my problems. That ledger is the reason I left the life of liberty my ex was offering me and deceived Liam into sending my sister out of his life. With my previous boyfriend, I could do whatever it was I wanted whenever I felt like doing it. I didn't have to act all perfect or pretend to be a virtuous woman so I could win a spot in his heart. But how could I resist when I heard that there was an untouched gold mine right in front of my sister and she didn't even know? I needed to be the one to dig it first. She'd already had her share of the good life. When I first heard about the led

DENVER'S POV I look perfectly healthy. My hair's a little tousled from tossing and turning through the night, my eyes are a bit sunken from lack of sleep, and my jawline is filled with stubby hair. But I look healthy. However I found out yesterday that I'm far from being fine. I'm fucking dying. Turning away from the full length mirror close to my walk-in closet, I grab a bottle from the small wine rack hanging in a corner of my room. If my death is inevitable then it's best I enjoy all the pleasures I've been restraining myself from. I pop the cork off and latch my lips onto the rim, gulping greedily. Ah.... whiskey's the answer to ninety percent of the problems in the world. That's a secret I'll be taking to my grave. My hands clench when I think about it...my grave... I'm about to be tucked away in a coffin six feet beneath the ground. No legac

LAURA'S POV Sweat's beading on my brow. Dabbing carefully in order not to ruin my makeup, I exhale slowly rehearsing the plan in my head. I'd taken Liam junior to daycare since Brenda came down with a flu a couple of days back, then I'd asked Liam to wait for me at the location of the new villa which he's been so excited to show me. Montero and his guys would pick him up from there. I've confirmed all the details and it's certain that there's no security or any other form of threat. This time, the boys should have a smooth operation. Even after having this plan laid out, my stomach feels queasy. I couldn't have fallen for Liam Chadwick, or have I?My frame trembles with laughter. That's the most silly thought I've had today. Sometimes I'm sure that I'm incapable of loving someone. Not even Montero who I once thought I was in love with. I'm in the car now waiting for Liam's call. The moment he confirms that he's at the location, Montero would be on the move. He'd warned me ab

DENVER'S POV I can feel the itch at the back of my throat.The last thing I want is to cough and have blood spill all over the terrace, informing my brother who's also my arch enemy, that I'm dying. That's never going to happen. Inhaling in long, slow puffs, I fix a smile on my face pretending to be listening to whatever he's blabbing about. Liam likes to show off and talk about his assets. I know all about whatsoever he thinks he has, I'm not here to listen to old tales. "You said we had some things to discuss," he says turning to me. He's swirling the winge flute in his hand slowly, a crooked smile dancing on his lips."Yeah. It's about our father's will." This discussion isn't going to make any sense since we've had it severally in the past and nothing good ever emerged from those meetings. Besides that, it's not going to make any sense because Neriah isn't here. She was supposed to be stalling her sister while I tried to have a conversation with Liam. I already knew it'd amou

NERIAH'S POV She knows.My sister fucking knows who I am. I caught her stealing side glances at me when I turned towards the window while speaking with Denver, and as if to confirm my suspicion, she yanked my glasses off. I'm sure she wanted to check the color of my eyes. "Are you crazy? What're you doing?" I yank the shades back from her and put them on. "You're supposed to be worrying about how we can avoid those crazy men behind us, not trying to fix my fashion life!" She takes her eyes off me for a second, grumbling an apology. "You have an uncanny resemblance to someone I know."My artificial brows shoot up. "Me? Really?"She nods. "Your ears look like hers. And you sound like her when you're angry. Maybe I just miss her."My throat constricts as I swallow hard. "Who? Your mom?" She shakes her head. "I'll tell you when next we're not trying to escape getting killed." Then she does a sudden swerve to the right, missing a kid on a bicycle. "This is crazy! Can't we ditch the