Lahat ng Kabanata ng You Broke Me First : Kabanata 221 - Kabanata 230

Derek's POV I lay awake, listening to Rachael's soft breathing beside me. We had made love throughout the night, and I had only let her sleep when it was past midnight. But I couldn't sleep, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions. I counted the seconds and minutes until Rachael fell asleep, and then I gently moved away from her, careful not to wake her.I put on a robe and left the room, making my way to the kitchen to make some tea. As I entered the kitchen, I saw Peter already there. We exchanged a knowing look, and I slid open the glass door that led to the backyard.Once we were outside, Peter turned to me with a serious expression. "Boss, I have some information to share with you," he said. "Everyone believes you're dead, including the underworld. They think you died during surgery."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. This was the outcome I had been hoping for. By faking my own death, I had been able to throw everyone off my trail, including my enemies.I nodded, a sense of sati

Daniel's POV I strained against my mother's grip, trying to stand up, but she held me firm. I was still recovering from my injuries, and the wheelchair was a constant reminder of my limitations. But it was the sound of Regina's voice, calling out to me from outside the house, that really sparked my desire to move.As I listened to her words, I could sense the sincerity behind them. She was truly sorry for what she had done, and it hurt to hear the pain and desperation in her voice. I felt a pang of guilt and regret, knowing that I had played a part in her suffering.But my mother's grip on my shoulders only tightened, holding me back. I felt a surge of frustration at being trapped in this chair, unable to move or fight my mother off. I wanted to go to Regina, to hear her out and see if she was truly committed to making things right between us.But as the hours passed, Regina's voice fell silent. She never came back, never tried to see me again. I was surprised, and a little hurt. Had

Derek's POV I stepped into the Red Steel, the dimly lit entrance enveloping me in an air of exclusivity and secrecy. This place was a hub for the powerful and corrupt, where mafias and politicians mingled and made deals that would shape the underworld. You have to pay what was worth an arm and two legs just to be a member, and I had paid that hefty sum to become a member, but I wasn't here to indulge in the club's luxurious offerings. I had a mission. As I made my way through the crowded bar and club, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The Red Steel was a place where anything could happen, and the owners would stop at nothing to keep their secrets buried. But I had to be here, today of all days.I spotted a familiar face across the room, a nod from me, and he began to make his way over. My stomach twisted with anticipation as I prepared for what was to come. Today was the day I would renounce my position as the first in line to the throne of the underworld. It was a decisio

Derek's POV I groaned as I slowly came to, my body aching all over. But as I felt someone holding my hand, I tensed up, my mind racing with questions. Who was it? And why were they holding my hand?I turned my head to see who it was, and part of me hoped it was Rachael. I didn't want her to see me like this, weak and vulnerable, but at the same time, I longed for her presence.But as I saw my mother's face, my hope turned to disappointment. She looked as if she had been crying, her eyes red and puffy, but I was the least impressed. I was shocked that she was even there, but I refused to fall for her act.I knew my mother all too well. She was a master manipulator, always playing the victim to get what she wanted. And I wasn't buying it. Not this time.I slowly sat up, wincing in pain as I moved. My mother tried to assist me, but I pushed her away, not wanting her help. I asked her coldly, "Why are you here?"She didn't look shocked by my tone, probably because she was expecting it. S

Regina's POV I chuckled, thinking that Derek was joking. "That's impossible," I said, shaking my head.But Derek's expression was serious, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. I stared at him in shock, my mind racing with questions. And then my gaze moved to Rachael, who looked just as stunned as I did.I had felt a pull towards Rachael, a sense of connection that I couldn't explain. I had thought that we could be friends, but sisters? It seemed impossible.But Derek was never one to crack jokes with me. He was a straightforward person, and if he said that Rachael and I were sisters, then I had to believe him."I can prove it," Derek said, his eyes locked on mine. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, his expression serious.We waited in silence for a few minutes, and then a woman stepped into the room. She was a female doctor, probably in her late thirties, with a kind face and a warm smile."Hello," she said, introducing herself as Dr. Ella. "I'm the girls' aunt from their