All Chapters of Better Brother, Better Life: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

In truth, Anthony didn't even know Connor's wife's name.The moment the words left his mouth, both Jared and Vanessa fell silent. After the divorce, Connor was pretty much the same as before. There were some small differences, though. For instance, he had become even colder.Still, not many people had known about his marriage in the first place, and even fewer knew about the divorce. It hardly made a ripple in his life.Anthony sensed the sudden shift in the air. "What's wrong?"Connor said flatly, "We got divorced."Anthony blinked in surprise. "I shouldn't have brought it up.""It's fine." Connor didn't care.Vanessa studied him carefully and saw that he genuinely seemed unaffected. Only then did she relax. He still wasn't wearing the couple's ring that matched hers, but that was no big deal.It wouldn't take long for everything to get back on track. With Phoebe no longer in the way, she and Connor could finally take the next step!Vanessa had thought things through. Out of

Phoebe hadn't expected Connor to react that quickly. The second their eyes met, she faltered for a split second.His gaze from across the distance was cold and heavy. Then, his eyes shifted to the car. The moment he saw who was inside, his expression turned frosty.Gideon noticed Phoebe pause mid-motion. He followed her line of sight and met Connor's icy, vicious stare. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and his own gaze turned just as frigid.In the past, Gideon would have held back because Phoebe had still been married to Connor. But now that she and Connor were divorced and had no ties left, he no longer felt the need to restrain himself when facing the latter.The silent standoff and the tension crackling between them—only the two men themselves fully understood the reason behind it.Connor's lips pressed into a tight line. But soon, his view was blocked by Phoebe getting into the car. She slid right between the two men's lines of sight.In those one or two seconds, she

Connor stepped on the gas pedal and shot after Phoebe's car. He recognized her horrible Land Rover. It was an off-road vehicle, so it stood out enough that he didn't lose her at first.But at that hour, traffic was heavy. He had already blown past several cars, but he had to slam on the brakes when a flood of vehicles merged onto the main road after a turn.That stop belatedly made him realize just how frantic he'd been. He'd been his usual self before laying eyes on Phoebe. He'd worked as normal and met his friends like always.But the second he had stepped out of the elevator, he had caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette up ahead. Almost instantly, he had been sure that it was Phoebe.The moment he laid eyes on her, he lost all control. Memories flooded in—her icy indifference at the courthouse on the day of their divorce, the way she had hired male escorts, and the ever-present, taunting edge in her voice over the phone.Connor had truly believed that he wouldn't care about

Phoebe's frown deepened. She asked, "Are you stalking me?"The cold disdain in her eyes cut Connor like a knife all over again. In the past, his sudden appearances would have delighted her. He had always seen joy sparkle in her eyes when she looked at him.That was why she had been so happy at every family gathering. He would play along as they pretended to be a normal couple. They would hold hands and share simple interactions in front of others.Back then, even those small crumbs of fake affection had been enough to keep Phoebe exalted for days. Now, he'd come specifically for her, yet there wasn't a trace of warmth or longing left in her eyes.Connor wasn't used to it at all, so much so that he felt like someone had stabbed a needle straight into his heart.The sharp ache calmed him down quite a bit. "I need to talk to you.""About what?" she asked coolly."Grandpa's birthday is in a month. He wants me to bring you.""We're divorced. Why does he still want me there?"Connor

Even though Phoebe had lived there for three years, she had never felt any real warmth in that villa. She hated coming back. Even now, it made her feel upset.It wasn't that she hadn't moved on from the relationship; it was the lingering emotional residue, like post-traumatic stress disorder. Connor gripped her chin and forced her to meet his gaze, leaving her no room to look away. He studied her face and asked, "Do you hate this place that much?""Yes."His fingers tightened on her chin as a cold laugh escaped him. "But that's not what you were like before. Didn't you always wish that I would come home earlier?""If I were still the same as before, I wouldn't have divorced you," she said calmly.Connor's gaze darkened. He stared at her for a couple of seconds before shoving her face away, anger flashing in his eyes like a provoked beast.Just as he was about to explode, Laura came rushing out. She had been waiting for Connor, but she had seen Phoebe in the passenger seat inste