Semua Bab Wetting The Bed Of My Best Friend's Brother : Bab 91 - Bab 100

The sound of Ron’s screaming pulled me from my thoughts. Two security guards were holding her back, and she was fighting against them, unable to break free. I watched her. I really looked at her. I tried to think of a single time she had been gentle with me, a single moment when she had shown me anything close to love.But I could not remember one. Not one memory of her holding me as a baby, or comforting me when I fell. She was never there for me, and yet I felt a deep pain for her. No, I felt sorry for her. The only thing I could think was that she had suffered a fate much worse than my own. Maybe no one had ever shown her love when she was a child.I never met any of Ron’s family. She never talked about them. I understood then that I knew nothing about this woman. I did not know her favorite color or the food she liked to eat. You would think she had adopted me at birth and raised me as an orphan, someone who did not deserve her time or her affection. I remember her doing the thing

BellaShe was asking for my forgiveness… but the truth is, I did not know if I could give it to her. Every terrible thing she did to me, every cruel word she used to break me, was still with me. I could not get them out of my head, no matter how hard I tried to tell myself I was not the person she said I was. That I was stronger and better than she ever made me feel. But her voice was always there in my mind, constantly telling me I was not good enough.What scared me was that this could all be a trick. I would not be surprised. Now that she knows Raymond has money, she would do anything to get some for herself. She would even pretend to be a different person just to get close to him. What if I believe her? What if I forgive her, and she just throws that forgiveness back in my face? I do not think I could survive that a second time.But then, what if I am wrong? What if I refuse to forgive her and push her away, when she is actually trying to be better? I was stuck, completely torn. I

VERONICAI begged for a moment of his time, praying he would accept that the child was his. But nothing went the way I hoped. He accused me of lying, of trying to pin another man’s baby on him. He called our baby a bastard. I just sat there in that hotel room, staring at him, with no words left.He believed I only wanted him for sex. That is why, when I asked to talk, he brought me back to the same room we shared that one night. Now, this place only holds memories that tear me apart.“What is it you are after?” he said. “So you do not know who got you pregnant. Fine. I will give you some money. It will help you get settled, find a decent place for you and the child. But that is all. I will not act as a father to a baby I know is not mine.”My whole world fell apart in that moment. Every bit of hope I had was gone. A loud ringing filled my ears, and I could not hear the rest of his angry speech. All I could hear were those two words, ‘bastard’, ‘not mine’, playing again and again in my

BellaWhy was I so fucking nervous to read this? I looked from John to Charlie, then down at the paper in my hand. It was a DNA test. My eyes moved over the page until I saw my mother’s name. For a second, I just felt lost and confused, like all the air had been pushed from my lungs.What was this about? My thoughts were moving too fast. Did she have another kid I never knew about? I could not remember her ever being pregnant. Maybe it was before I was even born. Did she give a baby away?If she did, why did she never tell me? Being an only child was lonely. I remembered asking Ron once for a brother or a sister. She told me she never wanted another soul-sucking child. She said having one was draining enough, and that I was selfish for asking her to go through it again.Then my head cleared a little. I stared back at the paper, shook my head, and threw it down like it was on fire. My mind went empty. No thoughts, no jokes, no words. Nothing. Just a deep, heavy silence. I could not und

Bella“You looked like you were going to fucking kill her!” John said, his voice low and tense.He was not wrong. The look on Raymond’s face was pure violence, but I was not the one in his sights. When his eyes found me, the storm in them cleared for a second. I saw the air leave his lungs, a relief he had been holding onto until John stepped next to me. Then his focus locked onto John, and everything went to hell after that.“It was you I wanted to hurt, not her. I would never hurt her! So who the fuck are you?” Raymond’s anger was still a live wire.I stayed quiet. I felt things, things that had no place here. My mind was a mess of thoughts I could not voice in front of anyone. I shook my head, trying to clear it, but it did nothing. ‘Focus, Bella,’ I told myself. This was not the time for my body to stir with want.“I am her brother. Who the fuck are you?” John’s voice matched Raymond’s, hard and unyielding. He would not be intimidated, even by a man who was bigger and broader.Ray