Semua Bab My Ex-Girlfriend Is My Half-Brother's Wife: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Pedro HernandezAdie and I are still in bed. The sun has begun to set outside, and we can clearly see its reflection on the ocean waves. She's in my arms, her back to me. My arms wrap around her as her hands caress me. Neither of us is wearing clothes, not after what we did. Only the thin sheet covers us. After seven years, I feel loved again. Her scent is softer, mixed with the sweat on her body. I like it; it smells like home, like comfort. I lean my head forward a little to kiss her bare shoulder."This bed will get too big if you don't intend to sleep here every night," she says softly."We can find a way to be together," I reply, resting my chin on her shoulder. "I can sleep here and leave early, so Abby won't see me.""No, Pedro," she says, as if she's made up her mind. I frown, a little confused by that. Adie turns to me and touches my face with her left hand. "We're not going to live like this, hiding from her that we love each other. If we do, Abby will never shake the image

Adrielle Hale Abby stares at us, still waiting for an answer. The questioning look is still evident on her face. Her blue eyes are still focused on us, and I'm sure they won't look away until she has an answer. "Honey, what are you doing there?" I hear my father's voice, and within seconds he appears. "Pedro Hernandez." His tone is not pleasant. "Joseph," Pedro greets him calmly. "Mommy, you didn't answer. Why were you kissing?" Abby insists, tilting her head to the right. "Uncle Vic said only people who love each other do that. And then they have babies. How do you have a baby? Do you buy them online?" I don't know how to react to this. Victor and his big tongue. I'm thinking of a good answer. How can I respond to this? "Victor, you big mouth…" I hear Pedro mutter, sulking. "Were your father and mother kissing?" My father seems to have realized it now. "What a fine example you're setting…" He grumbles, as he leaves, gently pushing my daughter back into the living room. "I alre

Pedro Hernandez I know I need to talk to my mom. And I will tomorrow. Maybe I can take Adrielle and Abby to lunch with my aunts. I know they'll love seeing them again. Aunt Margarita will love Abby, and I hope she feels comfortable, unlike with me. Abby is still packing her things in the plastic box. Adie and I are on the couch together, waiting patiently for her to pack her things. I'm not sure if she'll like living with me, but I know she'll love the house. She seems to love the ocean. Well, she likes whales, and whales live in the ocean. "Will you stay for dinner with us?" Elizabeth asks gently. She won't like the answer. If I remember correctly, Minnie is making burritos for Abby. "No, Mom," Adie answers softly. "Minnie is making dinner. We came to pick up Abby." "Uh, where are we going, Mommy?" she asks, interested in the conversation. "Well, we're going to live with your dad." Adie's voice is cautious, her eyes steady on Abby's. The child no longer has the same enthusias

Pedro HernandezI leave them both in their room and walk back downstairs. I consider waiting for her on the porch. I don't know how she'll react to this, but I need to tell her, and if Adie agrees, we'll look for Brooks tomorrow. I also need to go to my mom's house to get that list of names. I know they'll be useful.Damn.The board meeting on Monday… Amanda will try to bring me down, of course. She always seems to give that bastard what he wants. I can't think about that right now, with everything going on with Abby and Adie. And Leonard… that monster. And the list of names at my mom's house. I need to focus, but it's like the world is crumbling around me.I should ask Adrielle about her work too, but I don't think she'll come in tomorrow. She would have informed me if she planned to leave.The Zolpidem is still in my pocket, untouched. I don't know if Leonard took any of the pills. I take the bottle and look at it. It's still within its expiration date, which makes me think he bough

Pedro HernandezIt took me a while to fall asleep. Hours of tossing and turning until I fell asleep. At three in the morning, I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. The room is large and empty. Even with Adrielle and Abby under the same roof as me, I can still feel the empty rooms. At four, I get out of bed, brush my teeth, and go downstairs to make some coffee.The coffeemaker brews, and I watch as silence fills the entire house. I grab the mug of coffee and walk to the living room. I remember I hadn't stopped to pay attention to the wine cellar and the office in the hallway. The wine cellar is filled with wine, armchairs, and a minibar. It's cozy. The walls are paneled with wood trim. The office is the same. It's completely different from Max's office. That room always gave me chills.The hot coffee runs down my throat. Bitter and strong. Just like the memories of Max that haunt me. I walk through the house until I find another hallway. There's a glass door that leads me to the si