Semua Bab Claimed By My Ex's Billionaire Brother : Bab 1 - Bab 7

Stephanie: “I knew from the very beginning that this wedding would be a waste of our time. Tell me why the bride is at the altar and we are all waiting for the groom, who is nowhere to be found.” I heard my stepmother whisper to someone who was sitting beside her. It wasn’t really a whisper; she had no intention of keeping her voice low, or else I shouldn’t have heard her words from this distance. She scoffed, “Or are we perhaps waiting for the groom to walk down the aisle? How unconventional, and what a joke.” A joke. Exactly. My gaze fell on the bouquet of flowers. I wrapped my fingers around them, unable to tighten my fists because how on earth are these yellow roses at fault when Cole was the one who suffered from what? An overactive bladder was what he called it. He told me he had to relieve himself, or else our vows would be interrupted by his bladder. I had wanted my wedding to be different, but not this different. The plan was to walk down together. I wasn’t sure w

Stephanie: My brain completely shut down, and my eyes raked through the man’s face once again. “Your what?” He stretched tall before me, giving me a chance to see the displeased expression on his face. My flight mode was activated the more the footsteps drew closer. I didn’t want to be present when my family and everyone else arrived, nor did I want to see the officiant’s face at that moment. And I’d rather be anywhere than watch my father and stepmom argue about how all this was my fault. The man before me cleared his throat and squared me with a look that demanded an explanation for what was going on. I had nothing to tell him. Yes, I had indeed locked his brother in there, and that was because Cole deserved at least a bit of the humiliation I had faced today. Yes again, I had invaded his personal space and kissed him, and I was really sorry about that. “Cole’s bride?” He seemed to finally realize who I was when his eyes dragged through the white dress I was wearing. “Y

Stephanie: My fingers fisted my hair, and I moved the glass of vodka away as my phone vibrated in my pocket. Reaching for the phone, the screen lit up with a new message from SilverGate Medical Centre. My heart dropped to my stomach, and I pushed away from the table, ignoring Sloane’s curious look. “Restroom,” I muttered. “Oh,” She nodded and pointed towards the corridor, “The last door down the corridor, on the left.” I nodded and left, squeezing past the crowd of people. Once I was away from the loud music and noise, I swiped and tapped the email, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose to read. “Dear Ms. Clark, This is a reminder regarding your mother’s outstanding medical expenses. A sum of $70,000 has been received toward her care, and the current balance remaining is $376,500, which is needed for the continuation of her dialysis sessions and the preparation for her kidney transplant. Please note that our team has already extended deadlines, and unless t

Stephanie: My whole body froze completely at the sudden question. “What?” I stuttered, hoping he'd repeat the question and give me a chance to think of a lie. Zane did not look away. “You heard me.” “I—” “You wouldn't.” He answered for me. “Well, would you?” I threw back the question right to him, ready to watch him fumble for an answer, but he didn't waste a breath before he answered. “I wouldn't.” The realization that none of us would have stopped even if we knew it was each other settled slowly into the air, making me breathless. Zane’s eyes flickered away from mine, but only to settle right on my lips. “You see why I refuse to push this under the rug?” Before I had a chance to answer his question, he stood straight and asked carefully, “If it had been someone else?” Once again, his row of questions turned me completely mute. “It would have still happened.” Zane didn't say anything and gave no reaction to my words, simply staring at me. My gaze trailed low and