《 My Ex-Girlfriend Is My Half-Brother's Wife》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

Pedro HernandezI can't take my eyes off Adrielle. I don't want to, and I can't. Although I've tried to hide it, I can clearly see a red mark on her neck, sending a terrifying chill down my spine. He hurt her, I know it! And I really want to find Leonard because then I can confront him, and I won't be able to control myself if I have to beat him up. But right now, it seems like Adrielle needs me here, by her side. Part of me knows I need to find out what he did, but the other part is afraid to question it and end up losing my temper over it.My heart is pounding, angry at seeing the harm Max has inflicted on her life. He did everything Amanda wanted, gave Leonard the chance to get close to Adrielle as if she were a prize he'd won. And the prize has become a punching bag on which he takes out his frustration. I don't know what drives him to this state, but I clearly remember Max saying that Leonard has been like this since he was very young. Psychopath. That's what he is.I wrap Adriel

Pedro HernandezLyla leaves the children in a far corner, with a colorful folding table that she arranges, and toys stored in the center, like a trunk. The housekeeper brings a bowl on a tray that also holds juice. I can see that the two children are now enjoying juice and cookies. Adrielle's eyes are also focused in the same direction as mine. I catch a glimpse of her turning to me again and smiling. My arm, which was resting on the back of the sofa, receives a light caress from her hand, and so I turn to her."Abby loves cookies," she says softly. "But one of her favorite foods is Rosita's strawberry pie. She's just like you when it comes to eating so much junk food." Her expression is soft, and there's a small smile there."Rosita's pie is great, what's not to love, Adie?" I ask, with a small, mischievous smile.She laughs lightly before shaking her head. We're interrupted by Lyla and Victor, who come over and sit on the couch across from us. Victor focuses his attention on the two

Pedro HernandezWith each step I climb, all I can think about is how good it felt to feel Adrielle's touch and her kiss. I've been longing for this for so many years. She's better than I remember. Gentler, sweeter, more affectionate. It seems like everything about her has improved over the years.I enter my room with a smile on my lips, unable to hide what her kiss evoked in me. I take off my clothes and walk to the bathroom for a long shower. I don't rush, just taking the time to let the water and foam wash away all my tiredness from the day. What an intense Friday.I grab my towel and dry myself. I leave the bathroom and head to the closet in search of more casual clothes. I decide to wear shorts today. I have no intention of leaving the house anyway. I'm wearing a white shirt and black linen shorts.I wish I could stay in my room and get some rest, but I think it would be somewhat disrespectful to my aunts, who just arrived and we haven't seen each other in over seven years. I can

Adrielle Hale"I know, but I didn't want to worry you," I reply, squeezing my own fingers. "Pedro said Leonard has more victims, but he wouldn't tell me everything. I know he hid information, but I believe he'll use it against Leo. We just need to start with a report. And I won't give up on this. I don't want my daughter to go through this too; I have to end this cycle with me so it doesn't affect her too." I shift my gaze between the two of them, who are silent, just listening to me."If he comes after you, please, Elle, don't go back to him." My father's voice is filled with pleading.I give him a small smile to comfort him."I'm not going back to Leonard," I affirm confidently.I'm not going back to him, because he's not the one I love, he's not my daughter's father. The one I love is Pedro, and I can't be another trophy for Leonard, because he doesn't love me; all he wants is to make us both suffer. I'm not a consolation prize. Max took Pedro out of town just so Leonard could get

Adrielle Hale"Come on, take a deep breath and squeeze the ball," the psychologist urged, handing Pedro a colorful ball to do exactly as he was told.Pedro was about to have another seizure. He couldn't breathe, his lips trembling, and he couldn't focus on anything. From what I read on his name tag, his name is Ryan Putker. He seems very attentive; he's standing in front of Pedro, giving him commands to react and breathe calmly and easily again. Pedro squeezes the colorful ball tightly; I can see the veins in his hand standing out. His head is down, and he hasn't looked at me since this started. I know talking about it triggered a reaction. When Abby told me, I ran to the bathroom to vomit. All I can imagine is that Leonard might have touched her, and my stomach churns again at that thought. The idea of his big hands touching her, doing things that shouldn't be done. I married a monster and let him live under the same roof as my daughter."Very well." I hear Ryan's voice interrupting