All Chapters of You Broke Me First : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Third POV Derek had seen the visible anger in her eyes. He knew she was hurt, pained and angry but what he saw was far beyond that. He could see the urge for vengeance in her eyes. Something about her rage made her look entirely different from the person he had seen before in Daniel's penthouse. Earlier he had gotten the news of his brother's marriage, and he was certain Regina had no clue about it. The lady was pregnant for his brother, and it was impossible for his brother to kick his pregnant wife out and judging by the way she looked, he could tell that she had been thrown out months ago.When he asked her who kicked her out, he expected her to lie, but she was rather honest. Vivian kicked her out, but why wasn't he surprised? Perhaps because he knew exactly what she was capable of. The woman was selfish and heartless. If she could torture her children to the point they became cold then she could do anything to anyone. He still couldn't tell why his brother planned to get marrie

Third POV “We've been married for weeks, Daniel. Why are you still refusing to touch me?” Ivy's voice resounded as she yelled from behind Daniel. Her fists were clenched as she stared at his broad back. She couldn't believe this man had been refusing to touch her ever since they got married. Was she unattractive? She felt anger boiling through her veins with just the thought. She had always been certain about her beauty. Furthermore, she believed she was irresistible, but this man just proved her wrong. He was indirectly telling her that she wasn't up to his standard and he could effortlessly resist her. She wanted to curse at him, but she was scared. His aloof appearance alone terrified her. Although Vivian had encouraged her not to give up, telling her he just needed time but to hell with that. This man was headstrong, and it only fueled her desperation to win him over. Why was it hard for him to touch her? Was she that repulsive? Tears welled up in her eyes.“Touch you?” His de

Regina's POV “So how do we start?” I was more excited about using a gun than the physical combat we had earlier. Derek reached for a black bag inside the truck before leading me to a hill, then he unpacked the guns inside the black bag and reassembled them. I looked around the field and seeing the amount of target stands lined up from different angles made me realize where we were. “Is this--” I started, but he cut in.“Yes, an outdoor shooting range. You'll practice here, so give it your best. If you want to show me that you're truly ready, then you better put in your best,” he said sternly as he handed the gun to me.“Take this,” he held my shoulders and turned me towards the targets. “Relax your shoulders and lean backwards a little. Lift your chin up and keep your hands straight, facing your opponent,” he held my hand and arranged the gun, so I was holding it tightly. “Should I fire now?” I questioned, but he shook his head.“No, fix your stance before you fire the gun,” he in

Third POV “Mr. Henderson. Here's your test results and…" Dr. Richard handed the results to Derek and waited for Derek to read the words on the paper. “You need to rest because at this rate you'll need to undergo surgery before it becomes more serious,” the doctor added.Peter's eyes widened in disbelief. “How long does he have?” He asked.The doctor sighed helplessly. “It might take weeks or even months to spread to the other part of his body this time… and if you continue with the excessive work you've been doing then it'll worsen. Try to rest more often, perhaps meet a therapist before the treatment commences,” Dr. Richard sounded like a father trying to advise his son. He knew how strong-headed this man was, and he admired his courage to keep going despite his condition but at this rate, he was worried about the man.He needed to listen this time if he wanted to survive. He just hoped his pleading wouldn't fall in deaf ears. “Please try to talk to him about this. It's a matter of

Third POV Rachael stared at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't believe how stunning she looked. She was completely dressed with light makeup to enhance her beauty.“Wow, ma'am, you really brought justice to these clothes. You look stunning,” the maid complimented as she clasped her hand in front of her with a pleasant smile hanging on her lips.“Thank you. I think it's about time,” Rachael took a deep breath before walking to the door. She walked down the stairs to the living room, but there was no sign of Derek anywhere.“Where is Derek?” She asked a maid she had come across.“Outside, ma'am,” she replied and a frown appeared on Rachael's face. Why was he outside? Was he planning on going somewhere after she was done dressing up this way?She stomped her heels on the ground as she walked to the entrance of the mansion, and once she was outside, her gaze darted around searching for him. Where was he?“Are you looking for me?” She jerked a little when a deep voice spoke close