Accidentally His: My Brother Stole My Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

DANIELLE I awoke slowly, my body heavy, my mind slow to respond. And I felt the cold first, followed by the light.My eyes blinked open, and I stared ahead, disoriented, trying to figure out where I was. The balcony door remained open, the morning air soft but chilly, and I was on the floor.Thank God for the thick, plush rug, which had protected me from the full brutality of the hard surface beneath it. Nonetheless, pain shot through me the moment I attempted to move.I pushed myself up with a soft cry, realizing that my medication had worn off. Every bruise and scrape, every impact I had inflicted on my body the night before, came roaring back to life at once. And my muscles protested, my skin throbbing.I remembered the asphalt and impact from how I had repeatedly thrown myself down, desperate for my story to be believable.A knock pierced the memory, and I froze before scrambling up as quickly as my body could allow, ignoring the way everything screamed in protest.I forced my br

HUNTER I stared at the screen, my eyes moving slowly as each line shook me to the core. Danielle's file was not what I was expecting. The polished image and status I remembered were nowhere to be found. Instead, I saw a long, ugly pattern.She'd been arrested several times. Not once or twice, but enough to show that she had fallen hard from whatever she had been before. Breaking into her ex-husband's home was detailed, as was the theft of expensive jewelry and his car.There were additional charges stacked beneath it. Possession of controlled substances. Shoplifting at high-end stores. Disorderly conduct. Public intoxication. There was even a record of her being arrested for attempting to sell stolen property.It read like a steady descent, with each entry worse than the previous one, confirming that she had spiraled far beyond anything I could have imagined.My heart raced faster and faster as I continued reading. She had also been arrested for attacking her own mother and charged w

REVAI finally backed away from the kiss, my breath uneven and my hands still resting against him, as I didn't want to let go but needed to. For a moment, I just looked at him, taking him in as the warmth in my chest turned into quiet gratitude, not just for the lovely surprise, but also for being mine.Finally finding my voice, I thanked him for the basket and flowers, realizing that the larger bouquets must also have come from him, as they were familiar.He said I was welcome and reached back to properly close the door behind him, blocking out the noise of the hospital, while I continued to tell him how I had walked in not knowing how I'd face my colleagues, only to be hit by such a heart-warming scene. I told him how moved I was by what they did.Levi agreed it was sweet of them, and I mentioned that I suspected the PR woman was behind it. He confirmed this. She came to him, explained what they wanted to do for me, and asked for his approval because he was in charge of my departmen

REVAI arrived at Levi's just before seven p.m. with the sky deepening into evening as the car came to a stop. I stepped out of the car without further ado, and the strange sensation of being watched intensified.It had not started there. The feeling had followed me from my apartment, lingering in the back of my mind no matter how hard I tried to shake it, as the footage of Levi and me kept playing in my head, no matter how hard I tried to turn it off.I tried to focus on something else, like the fact that it was over with Nikolai, that I no longer had to sit across from attorneys, and that I had finally severed that tie completely. When I transferred his money back, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders, knowing that I no longer had to worry about his bills, care, or life.He was free from me. Just what he wanted. But the feeling persisted, and I kept wondering if Hunter was following me or if he and Nikolai had hired someone to do so.I shut the car door and made my way toward the

REVA Levi didn't respond—not even a glance—as he yanked on his shirt with sharp movements, each one carrying restrained fury that made my heart race even faster. By the time he turned toward the door, he was unrecognizable, his expression cold and distant. I clutched the sheets to my chest and dashed in front of the door before he could reach it. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears as I looked up at him, desperate to reach him. Despite my best efforts to remain composed, my voice broke as I begged him not to leave. I asked him what he planned to do, even though I already knew the answer. And he said he would speak with Hunter. “Levi, please—" I didn't finish the sentence because he moved me out of the way. I stumbled after him, panic rising as I told him to stop and think, terrified of what would happen if he acted on his anger. My mind raced ahead, imagining everything that could go wrong, but he did not pause. He did not even slow down. I tried to follow h