My Sister's Fiance Became My Husband- But She Wants Him Back のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

The Dead Man Who SpokeEmma POV“Caleb Morris was reported dead two months ago.”Nobody moved.Bella was still holding her phone.Dylan had Nathan on speaker.I stared at Caleb’s face frozen on the screen.“That’s not possible,” I whispered.Nathan answered immediately.“I checked twice.”Dylan’s voice hardened. “How did he die?”“Car accident. Highway outside Riverside. Vehicle caught fire.”My stomach twisted.Bella lowered the phone.“So either dead people have started giving interviews…”“Or that video is fake,” Dylan finished.I wrapped my arms around myself.“It looked real.”“It might be.”I looked at him.“What does that mean?”Nathan sighed through the speaker.“The face could be Caleb’s. The footage could be old. The audio could have been manipulated. Or someone could have recorded him before he died.”“Two months ago?” Bella asked. “About a scandal that happened three months ago?”“Possible.”Dylan looked at the video again.“Find out when it was recorded.”“I’m already wor

The Name Behind EverythingEmma POVThe voice in the darkness made my blood run cold.“You should have stayed away, Emma.”Dylan moved in front of me immediately.Not dramatically.Not like a hero in a movie.Like someone who had finally understood there was something worth protecting.“Who are you?” he demanded.No answer.The warehouse remained completely dark.Then a phone light appeared.A man stepped forward.I recognized him.Not personally.From photographs.Carter security.A man who had stood behind Dylan at charity events. A man who had smiled while pretending not to listen.“Nathan?” Dylan called.No answer.My heart sank.“Nathan?”Still nothing.The security man smiled.“Your investigator is busy.”Dylan’s shoulders tightened.“What did you do?”“Nothing permanent.”Caleb moved backward.“You found me.”The man looked at him.“You should have kept running.”“I was tired.”“You should have been smarter.”I looked between them.“You know each other.”The man smiled.“Yes.”

The Father Who Came BackEmma POVI forgot how to breathe.The man standing in front of me looked older than the photographs I had seen of him.His hair was mostly gray.His face carried years of exhaustion.But his eyes…His eyes were the same.I had spent my entire life imagining those eyes.A stranger’s eyes.A man who left.A man who chose not to know me.A man I hated without ever meeting.And now he was standing ten feet away.“Emma.”My name sounded strange coming from him.Almost like he had practiced it.I stepped backward.“No.”His face tightened.“I know you’re angry.”“You don’t know anything about me.”The words came out faster than I expected.He swallowed.“You’re right.”That answer surprised me.“You’re right,” he repeated. “I don’t know the woman you became.”“Because you weren’t there.”“No.”“Because you left.”His eyes lowered.“Yes.”Dylan moved closer to me.Not in front of me this time.Beside me.A small difference.But I noticed.Richard looked uncomfortable

The Woman Who Left Me BehindEmma POVI stared at the sentence until the words stopped looking real.Ask your mother why she sold you.My mother.A woman I had spent my entire life imagining.A woman I had defended even though I had never met her.A woman I believed had no choice.Now someone was telling me she chose.Dylan watched my face carefully.“Emma.”I didn’t answer.Because I didn’t know what the answer was.Anger?Sadness?Relief?I had spent years grieving someone who might not deserve my grief.“I need to find her.”Dylan’s expression changed.“We will.”I looked at him.Not “you will.”Not “I’ll handle it.”We will.A small thing.But I noticed.“How?”Nathan stepped forward.“I can search public records.”“I already tried years ago,” I said.Everyone looked at me.“When I turned eighteen, I searched for my biological parents.”My voice became quieter.“There was almost nothing.”Nathan nodded.“Because someone wanted it hidden.”“Richard?”“Most likely.”I looked back at

The Enemy Inside the HouseDylan POVI had spent my entire life protecting the Carter name.Now I was beginning to understand that the Carter name had been protecting the wrong people.I stood outside Claire Laurent’s house, staring at the road ahead.Emma was inside with her mother.I should have been relieved.She had answers.She had finally found someone who could explain the missing years of her life.Instead, all I could think about was one thing.Someone inside my family wanted me gone.Nathan’s words repeated in my head.The person behind this is someone in my family.I had spent years believing enemies came from outside.Competitors.Rivals.People who wanted money.I never considered the possibility that the danger had always been sitting at my dinner table.“Dylan.”I turned.Emma stood by the door.Her eyes were red.She had cried.But she was standing.That was something I had learned about her.She broke quietly.Then she rebuilt herself when nobody was watching.“Are yo