All Chapters of One Night with My Brother-in-Law: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The car came to a smooth stop in front of a luxurious restaurant, its architecture a classic blend of European grandeur standing tall in the heart of the city. A valet promptly approached and opened the door. Leonel stepped out first, then turned around, waiting for Jeslyn to exit from the other side.Jeslyn glanced outside, her brows slightly furrowed. This clearly wasn’t the way to the office. Still, she said nothing. Her eyes caught the nameplate of the famous restaurant—an elite place usually frequented by high-profile businesspeople.“Let’s go,” Leonel said curtly, eyes forward as though his decision was not up for discussion.Jeslyn followed silently, the click of her heels echoing softly on the restaurant's marble floor. A restaurant manager greeted them with a wide smile and immediately led them inside. Instead of being seated in the main area, Leonel spoke firmly, “Private room.”The manager nodded and led them through a side corridor to an exclusive space enclosed by frosted

"Hey… What’s wrong with you, Jes?" Kiara asked, noticing the pale look on Jeslyn’s face and the fear in her eyes, fixed on the television screen."Jes… Are you sick? Don’t scare me!" Kiara gently shook her arm, snapping her out of her frozen state. "What is it? Do you know the man on TV?""What… exactly did he do?" Jeslyn murmured.Kiara frowned. "Jes… who are you talking about?"Jeslyn slowly turned her gaze away from the television, her eyes red and glassy. Her voice was low, barely a whisper."What is it? You know that man?" Kiara repeated."No. It's nothing… Maybe I mistook him for someone else," Jeslyn muttered, trying to convince herself more than anyone."But your face looks like you've just seen a ghost, Jes," Kiara teased, still concerned.Jeslyn stayed silent for a few seconds, taking a deep breath to calm the storm building in her chest. "Sorry. I was just… surprised."Kiara narrowed her eyes. "Jes, you’re not the kind of person who gets shaken by news reports. I know you.

Ding!One by one, people exited the elevator calmly as they reached their floors. And once again, only Leonel and Jeslyn remained.“I’ll be getting off soon. Please excuse me,” said Jeslyn, trying to pass—but Leonel didn’t move.“What do you really want from me?” she asked, still cornered by the man’s tall frame.“I just want to know—why do you keep changing your attitude toward me? Did I do something wrong?” he asked.“Um… no.”“Then what is it? Do you not think I’m special?” Leonel pressed closer.“Leonel, there are CCTV cameras here. Don’t do anything reckless,” Jeslyn warned sharply.“I don’t care,” he said, moving even closer, his face just inches from hers.And at that moment, the elevator doors opened. Two employees stood in front of them, visibly shocked.“S-Sorry!” they blurted out, quickly averting their eyes as the doors closed again.Jeslyn pushed Leonel away with all the strength she had.“Don’t do this! Everyone knows about your relationship with Jefran. I don’t want to

Leonel stepped into the room calmly, as if time had never passed. He returned to his seat and placed his phone on the table without saying a word. But his gaze was fixed on Jeslyn—piercing and silent.Jeslyn felt the atmosphere shift, as if the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees. She kept her expression neutral, though her heart raced. It wasn’t guilt—there was nothing to feel guilty about. It was just Leonel. He always knew how to make her feel trapped without even laying a finger on her."Welcome back, Mr. Leonel. Jeslyn and I just wrapped up the last few details. Very helpful," Willie said smoothly, though he cast a brief glance at Jeslyn—a gesture not missed by Leonel.Leonel gave a curt nod, his eyes never leaving Jeslyn, even as he spoke."Good. Jeslyn is always thorough," he said. His tone was casual, but Jeslyn knew better. That wasn’t just a compliment. It was a warning—though to whom, she wasn’t sure. Willie? Or herself?Moments later, Leonel stood. He looked at W

“Um…” Jeslyn slowly opened her eyes, startled to find a bare, well-defined chest right in front of her face. A strong arm was wrapped tightly around her waist, possessive and firm.She pressed her temple, feeling the throbbing pain in her head. “I got drunk again last night,” she muttered inwardly.Carefully, she moved Leonel’s muscular arm off her waist and sat up on the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath. But before she could stand, a familiar hand wrapped back around her middle.“Where do you think you’re going, hm?” Leonel murmured, placing a soft kiss on her bare shoulder.“I’m not running away. I just want to go to the bathroom,” Jeslyn replied.“Liar. I heard your heavy sigh. What’s wrong?” he whispered against her skin.“I don’t know… Everything feels more confusing. I’m engaged to Jefran but spending time with you. And now Jefran has someone else too. What do you think I should do?” Jeslyn asked quietly.Leonel’s embrace tightened briefly, as if unwilling to let her go. Hi