My Mate Chose The Bitch Who Hurt Our Baby のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 261 - チャプター 270

AURELIA’S POVThe door shut behind Father and Seraphina with a heavy thud, leaving only Kael leaning against the wall, Darius standing in the center of my room, and me sitting stiffly in my chair.The silence stretched, tense and sharp, until Darius finally broke it with that familiar low, brooding tone of his.“I have said this before,” he murmured, his gaze fixed on me like a weight. “Never let anyone bully you. Just because they are your family doesn’t mean they can order you around.”My throat tightened. For a moment, his words almost settled into me, a balm on the wound of years of silence. But then I remembered how quickly he had judged me, how easily he had thrown knives at me with his tongue, and the sting returned.So I smiled faintly, but there was no warmth in it. “Family,” I echoed, my voice edged with bitterness. “I wouldn’t know who to consider that anymore. People have a ten

DEREK’S POVI wanted to tell her everything.That every cruel word I’d said to her had been a lie, sharpened only to keep her at arm’s length. That the only reason I looked twice at Seraphina was to keep Aurelia safe, to shield her from the poison I could already see spreading in her sister’s heart.That I didn’t think she was shameless. That I never could.But my tongue was stone.“I should,” was all I managed to say. Two words. Pathetic, when there was so much more buried in my chest.Her eyes narrowed, her voice small, wounded. “What does that mean?”My throat worked, but nothing came out. I could talk circles around Olivia once upon a time—flirt without thought, charm without effort. But this? With Aurelia? Every word twisted, caught, burned before it could leave my mouth.Because one truth slipped free, and I would ruin us both.Kael, as always, was quicker

AURELIA’S POVThe ride to the hospital blurred around me. My hands shook in my lap, cold and clammy, as the same questions beat against my skull—What happened to her? Why did she scream? How did she fall?But when I arrived, there was no space for questions.The sharp scent of antiseptic clung to the air, and the corridor was filled with frantic footsteps and hushed voices. At the far end, I saw them—Father and Mother, rigid and pale, their eyes fixed on the door behind which Seraphina lay.“Father…” I began cautiously, my voice trembling.They turned on me as one.“Cruel child,” Mother spat, her eyes brimming with tears that were not for me. “How could you treat your sister like this?”“You were the last one with her,” Father snarled, stepping closer, his voice echoing down the corridor. “Always bickering, always envious—was that not enough? Did you

SERAPHINA’S POVIf there’s one thing I’ve mastered, it’s performance.Every glance, every sigh, every tear that clung just so to my lashes—it was all calculated, measured, and delivered with the precision of a seasoned actress. And the best part? They all believed it.No one questioned how the accident happened. No one cared to wonder if perhaps Seraphina, the darling daughter, might have had a hand in her own misery. No. They were too busy gasping, too busy scolding Aurelia, too busy eating the spectacle I’d laid before them.This time, there were no accomplices within the family. No whispering to Father. No little nudges to Mother. Not even Darius or Kael. I didn’t need them. All I needed was a handful of well-placed wolves in the pack, the kind that sold secrets and gossip like bread. I fed them a story, laced with just enough truth to taste real, and let them carry it like wildfire: Aurelia had been the last one with me. Aurelia had pushed me too far. Aurelia had always been like

AURELIA’S POVTwo days.That was all Darius had asked of me. Two days and the rumors would die, he’d said. Two days and he’d show me the truth wasn’t as cruel as it seemed.And for those two days, I tried. I swallowed my doubt. I folded my fear small and tucked it into corners where it wouldn’t choke me. I told myself to wait, to breathe, to endure.But fate has never cared for promises. I didn’t want to hope this time. I want to trust Darius, my heart wants to hope once again but my brain-it wants to shut down. I have hoped for too long, expected too much but at the end I was the only person who got hurt. I guess Love, hope, expectations, these things are priceless in my family’s eyes.I felt suffocated inside the four walls of my own home, so I decided to step out for a moment and that’s when everything shattered.The night it happened was deceptively calm. The manor hummed with its usual rhythm—guards on rotation, servants finishing chores, Seraphina tucked in her wing pretending t