All Chapters of Accidentally His: My Brother Stole My Husband : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

HUNTER “FUCK! FUCK! I will kill that fucking son of a bitch!" Alan growled as everything collapsed. We had kept our phones turned off since we arrived yesterday, on purpose, to block out the rest of the world, because this vacation was about more than just Alan getting the contract; it was also about spending quality time together. Alan had told me the morning of the meeting with Reva that he had secured the contact and had informed his wife that he would be meeting with the project's managers in New York for five days while also attending to his other business interests. He had taken his jet, and I had flown to meet him. Knowing he had secured the contract, I contacted the paparazzi about Reva and Levi. I no longer needed to maintain the pretense with Nikolai, so why not give that bitch a taste of the world she had stepped into by being with Price? Alan and I were going to discuss another way to get the money from her dumb ex-husband. I wanted to drop the money altogether, but A

REVA I didn't miss Danielle's look of surprise when she saw me, which told me she hadn't expected me to be the one opening the door. She thought I had left. She greeted me, quickly fixing her face, and asked if she could enter. I stepped aside and let her in, while telling her Levi was not home. She stated that she had actually come to see me, which was a surprise considering her earlier reaction. If she had truly come for me, she would not have looked caught off guard but relieved. I asked what she wanted to talk about, and instead of responding directly, she asked if we could sit. Leading her to the living room, we sat across from one another. The butler was away on vacation, so I offered her something to drink, already planning to get up and make it myself, but she declined. She got right to the point after that, telling me she had seen the article and had come to check on me. That caught me off guard because we weren't friends. We weren't even close, and I knew my expression

LEVI My heart raced as Reva's words sank in. I didn't want a child with Danielle. Yes, I cared deeply about her from our past, but that didn't mean I wanted that kind of tie, especially since everything in me was set on a different future. I didn't want children with anyone other than Reva, and even that was something I had only allowed myself to imagine because it was her. And now this. I had no idea how I had slept with Danielle that night, and that fact alone made it worse. The whole thing was beginning to feel like one giant nightmare, and I prayed she was not pregnant. Reva noticed my panic and approached, stepping between my legs as I sat there, my back hunched in defeat, before the tests were even done. Her hands rose to cup my face, and her touch gave me just enough peace to concentrate as she asked me to look at her. I did, and her voice came out gentle and confident as she assured me everything would be fine. She told me I wasn't alone in this, that if Danielle were pre

ONE MONTH LATER DANIELLEI let out a sharp scream as I threw the pot lid aside, the steam catching my fingers before I could get away in time.“Damn it!"I dashed to the sink and submerged my hand in cold running water, hissing as the sting subsided into a dull throb. I should've just ordered lunch. I knew that. But, no, I had to try to make something myself because I wanted it to be special and remind him.I stood there for a moment, breathing through the discomfort before turning, only to collide with my mug. Coffee spilled across the counter and onto my tablet.My heart dropped, and I grabbed a towel, wiping frantically, lifting and turning it, hoping the liquid hadn't seeped inside. The tablet had been propped up with the Honey-Crispy Salmon Bowl recipe I had been following.“Your dad's favorite lunch, or what used to be his favorite lunch," I told my baby, brushing my stomach after carefully setting the tablet aside once I was sure it was still functional.It had been a month si

HUNTERI stood in front of Alan's office building, my heart racing as I forced myself through the revolving doors. I should not have had to come to him like this. But I had no choice after a month of no communication from him.The first two weeks following the attack had been a blur of pain, medication, and forced silence. I couldn't move without feeling it run through my body, with every bruise and strained muscle serving as a reminder of that night. When I finally got out of bed, I was still not myself. I walked with a slight limp, my strength not fully restored, and my body slower to respond than it once was.But I couldn't stay in bed any longer.Construction was supposed to begin next week, according to the timeline Alan had given me before everything fell apart, and then he vanished. We were supposed to have finalized the contract already. But I'd heard nothing from him. Not even to check on me after his brute of a wife nearly killed me. I tried calling him even at night becau