All Chapters of My Ex-Girlfriend Is My Half-Brother's Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Pedro Hernandez“I tried to hide it as much as I could. I tried to avoid Amanda, but she was very persistent with her threats. I wouldn't be able to deal with it if she told Sofia what happened. I love your mother, Pedro. And I know that what I did is unforgivable. But I was very afraid that Sofia would find out everything and leave me. I already know that I was a bad father, and I wasn't a good husband either.” When Max looked at the camera, it was almost as if he was looking into my eyes. You could see his suffering. If he really felt sorry. “Amanda is a cruel woman. She hounded me for months demanding that I give her son the same treatment I gave you. I had no choice but to do it. She would destroy my marriage with Sofia. I raised Leonard hidden from everyone, in a house in San Diego. But I knew there were many things wrong with him. Leo always seemed different from the other children and Amanda did nothing to change that. When he drowned Helena, Amanda's youngest daughter, she did

Adrielle HaleI run my hands over my face and try to hide my discomfort as I return to the waiting room. Abby is still frowning. Austin has a portable video game in his hands and moves his fingers precisely. Victor is busy with his phone in his hands, when he sees me, he lowers it and leaves it on his lap. I can see that he is reading some news article.“Leonard left?”“Yes.”He corrects his relaxed posture and looks at me carefully. I can see that there is a certain anxiety on his face, but I can’t understand why.“Can we talk about his sudden appearance?” I’m a little confused. “He scratches the back of his head as if he really needs to put the pieces of this puzzle together.”I sit in the armchair next to Abby, while I gently touch her shoulders in an attempt to make her relax.“I don’t know if I want to go back to this subject, Victor.” My eyes are focused on Abby, who dodges my touch. “Seven years.” I memorize that number. “Seven years since he disappeared and now he reappears as

Pedro HernandezI'm still a bit lost with the locations of this city. I used to know it like the back of my hand, but now I barely know how to get to the hospital. I wandered around the city for a few minutes until I finally gave in to the GPS and asked it to guide me. For some reason, I ended up forgetting that the hospital isn't that far from my house, only three miles away. It wasn't that close before. But I'm not going to mess with my mind any further.Bruno is standing in front of the hospital as soon as I park my car. He must have thought I got lost on the streets. I turn off the engine and get out. I walk towards him, who looks at me slightly confused. I press my lips together, being forced to admit that I got lost in the city."I got lost on the streets."He laughs, slightly amused by that, as if he already imagined it."That's what I thought. Come on, let's go in."I nod in agreement. Bruno and I enter the hospital. I feel better inside, Los Angeles is still hot. Luckily, I d

Pedro Hernandez“You know, that explains how you got so old and wrinkled. You look like an ugly passion fruit.” Victor comments, while his hands touch my face, as if analyzing me.I know he's trying to lighten the mood. I look bored. Lyla shakes her head, disbelieving her husband's words.“Victor.” She reprimands him in a calm tone.“Honey, seriously. Look, there are wrinkles here, wrinkles there. You need to take care of yourself, my brother.” He says, with his hands still squeezing my cheeks. “The haircut and beard have already made a difference in your worn-out look, but you still need to put on some weight. You're so thin, Max really mistreated you. But don't worry, we'll go out to dinner together and I'll pay for whatever you want.” He winks, with an encouraging smile.Thanks, Victor, but I don't want to do this right now. I touch his hands and move them away from my face. I massage the part where he was touching, it was already bothering me.“I spent seven years in depression, V

Pedro HernandezI can easily burst with happiness. My daughter doesn't have another man she knows as a father, I'm the only one who's hers. That's good, because now I have the chance to win her over without having to fight for space with someone else.But why did Adrielle take so long to get married? Was she waiting for me to come back or did she just decide to deprive herself of another painful relationship?I know these questions should be directed at her. I'd like to understand what happened, to know everything I lost, but I can't force her to do anything. I've suffered a lot in the last few years and I imagine she has too. Raising a baby alone isn't easy, even if she has family support, she still needed someone by her side.”Abuelita,“ My daughter's voice echoes in the room. My heart warms every time I hear her call me that. My mother seems to have taught her her ways and Adrielle hasn't changed that. “Grandma and Grandpa are here to see you.”I turn my head toward the entrance to