Lahat ng Kabanata ng Broke Up With My Fiance Then Fucked My Brother's Best Friend: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

When her daughter put down her fork, she noticed bruises on her arm. “James was trying to teach me some martial arts moves. It was an accident,” Chloe said. An accident? Maybe it was, but how did James leave bruises all over Chloe’s arm just from beginner moves? It wasn’t a small bruise, her wrist and arm were purple and yellow. “Your father and I sometimes disagreed,” Aileen said, “but we respected each other enough not to yell.” Her late husband, Russell Roberts, had been a handful, just like his sons but he never raised his voice. He never needed to. Aileen had always known when something was wrong, and they could talk things out. If things got tense, they never vented in front of the kids or disrespected each other. “He had a lot of responsibility,” Chloe said. “Did he ever get angry and take it out on you?” “Never,” Aileen said firmly. “He would talk to me, but he never blamed me for things that weren’t my fault.” She looked at her daughter’s face and noticed the dark c

CHRISTINE “That we don’t know. That’s why I’m here,” Christine said honestly. “All we know is that Marcus has been buying enough explosives to blow up a really big area and moving it here. He’s been seen with known terrorists. The members of this group are rich, powerful, and act like businessmen. Most of them live here in the US now, and they’re Middle Eastern immigrants.” “Marcus would want to kill every one of them if he knew they were terrorists,” Terrence paced the kitchen. “He doesn’t have space at his house for that kind of stuff.” “He built an airstrip in the summer—” “So we could all land our jets here instead of Denver. We all wanted that.” “He also built a new hangar.” “His old one was small and getting old. He has a brand-new jet now. But I’ll take you to the airstrip to check it out if it will convince you he’s innocent. For now, I want to hear all your so-called evidence against Marcus,” Terrence demanded. He looked at her with sharp eyes. Christine studie

“Don’t even try to charm her. She won’t fall for your bullshit,” Terrence growled, sounding only half-joking. “Christine, this is my brother, Brian, and his friend, Gabe Walker.” “Mr. Walker.” She shook the man’s hand. “Gabe, please.” “And don’t be formal with me either, Christine. Call me Brian. Any friend of my family is a friend of mine,” he said charmingly. I’m not sure I’ll be a friend to any of you once I bust your older brother. She was almost certain she’d become the most hated person in the whole Colter family. Her heart ached thinking about what this investigation would do to them, especially Terrence. “I wanted to make sure you were okay,” Chloe explained. “Terrence texted me yesterday that he found you, but you weren’t here earlier this morning.” “I—I was—” “She was with me. My place was closer, and she was stranded out in the cold,” Terrence said smoothly. “I’m glad you’re okay,” Chloe said with a smile. Christine smiled back at the attractive brunette. Gabe Wal

Her hands were tied tightly behind her back. Christine glared at Marcus. “I’m your worst nightmare, Roberts.” Marcus stepped closer. “Ah…another hero trying to save the world? Some kind of law enforcement, I guess.” He finally looked at Terrence. “Don’t even fucking touch her,” Terrence growled. “Let her go. She has nothing to do with this.” Christine knew Marcus wouldn’t believe that for a second after seeing her armed, and she wasn’t going to leave Terrence here after what had been found, even if Marcus would let her go. “I want her before she dies.” One of the men holding an assault rifle growled in a thick accent as the group returned to Marcus. The thought of any of these men touching her made her want to gag—including Marcus. She wanted to kill him for betraying his family, and his country. One. Two. Three. Christine counted the gun barrels aimed at her—three men with guns, four unarmed, including Marcus. Both she and Terrence were restrained. She liked to think she coul

He’d noticed her ever since she came back to town and he saw her again over a year ago—all grown up and filled out in all the right places. She was a beautiful woman, and she always got worked up when he was around. Okay…maybe she had reason to dislike him a little. But it didn’t look like she was going to get over what had happened between them any time soon. He let out a deep, masculine sigh as he opened the door and walked toward the reception desk of Chloe’s clinic, trying to focus on why he was there. Hell, how could he even tell her what was happening when he didn’t fully understand it himself? “What are you doing here?” Chloe’s head popped around the corner of the empty reception desk. She glared at him as she spoke. He took off his hat and motioned for her to come into the empty waiting room. It was after hours, but, as usual, Chloe was still working with her animals. “I need to talk to you, Chloe.” She must have noticed the serious tone in his voice, because she quickly