Todos os capítulos de The Wrong Brother’s Obsession : Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

SophieI turned.My heart dropped straight to my stomach when I saw who it was. Alexander.He walked down the hospital hallway like he had every right to be there. He looked calm, steady, with hands in his pockets. Eyes focused.For a second, I couldn’t even breathe.“Shit,” I muttered.Celine’s fingers tightened around mine. “What is he doing here?”I didn’t answer. I stepped forward before he could reach the door.“What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice low but sharp.He stopped in front of me, looked at me from head to toe like he was checking if I was okay, then said, “The same reason you’re here.”I blinked. “Excuse me?”“You’re here because you care about Eve,” he said calmly. “So am I.”“Did you follow me?”His brows lifted slightly. “Follow you?”“Yes. Did you trail me as I drove?”He tilted his head, pretending to consider it. “You drove like the road personally offended you.”“This isn’t funny.”“I didn’t say it was.”“Answer me.”He stepped a little closer. “I

Alexander “Hey,” Sophie said quietly as she looked at me. I forced a smile in response but before I could say anything else, she looked away. This shouldn’t bother me, Marco is my friend. He’s been my friend for as long as I remember. While Malik and I are closer because of the nature of our jobs, Marco’s closeness to me cuts across everything else that includes hobbies, drinking and women. That’s probably why I don’t feel so comfortable knowing Sophie is around him. It’s because I know his track with women. We sat down, ready to eat and then Malik raised his glass to toast. “To having Alex cook for us.”They chuckled but all raised their glasses until it clinked together. We ate in silence for an uncomfortable amount of time, until Marco decided to start another series about me.“I remember one time Alex was mad at a woman for expecting me to show her to his momma.” He burst into a loud laughter even before the words registered.The moment it did, I looked at him but he seemed s

SophieWhen Uncle Peter sent for me, I didn’t know what to expect.The last time I saw him, he looked like the doctor had given him a countdown. He was pale, irritating, and breathing like every word cost him money. So when I drove into the compound that afternoon, I had already prepared myself for guilt.I knocked lightly and let myself in. He was seated in the living room, and he looked… fine.Not just fine, but better. His shoulders were straight. His skin had color. He was even eating groundnuts from a small bowl like he had no care in the world.I stopped at the entrance and blinked. “Uncle?”He looked up slowly. “Ah. The bride.”I walked closer, studying him. “You look good.”“Do I?”“Yes.” I sat down opposite him. “You look healthier. I was worried.”He raised one brow. “You were worried?”“Of course.”“Are you sure?”I frowned. “Why wouldn’t I be?”He leaned back, folding his arms. “Because the last time I checked, you almost gave me hypertension.”I blinked. “What?”“You marr

SophieThe hospital smell still clung to Eve’s sweater when I buckled her into the passenger seat.She kept looking at me. And it was not in a normal way. It was in that curious way children had when they were trying to solve a mystery.I started the car.She tilted her head. “Auntie Sophie?”“Hmm?”“Do we look alike?”There it was again. I forced a small smile. “We talked about this.”“I know,” she said quickly. “But do we?”“Yes.”“How?”“Because I’m your mother’s sister.”She squinted at my face. “But Mommy doesn’t have your nose.”I almost choked on air. “Excuse me?”She giggled. “Your nose is pointy.”“Oh. Thank you.”“It’s nice,” she added quickly.“Good save.”She laughed, then leaned back in her seat. “So we look alike because you’re Mommy’s sister?”“Yes.”“And that makes me look like you?”“A little.”“And you look like me?”“A little.”She seemed satisfied with that for about three seconds. “Where are we going?,” she asked. I know she was dying to hear me say the park.“You

Alexander I read the same line in the file three times.You know, three times can look like a lot…And I still had no idea what it said.The paper sat in front of me on my desk. Numbers. Contracts. Figures that normally would have my full attention.Today, they meant nothing, because my mind kept drifting back to the same thing.Long.Or rather… Lisa.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my temple.This was stupid.I had handled bigger problems before. Bigger risks. Bigger secrets.But this one… this one had the potential to explode in a way I couldn’t control.She was my employee.That alone was already a problem. But that wasn’t the real problem.The real problem was time.Secrets had a way of surviving for a while and then suddenly collapsing all at once.People talked.People noticed things.And when the truth came out … and it always did … it would not be quiet.I stared at the ceiling.Who are you going to get rid of? Me or her.Her voice from last night replayed again in my he