Semua Bab MARRIED TO MY EX FIANCE'S STEP BROTHER : Bab 31 - Bab 40

MICHELLE’S POV. I stood in front of my mother’s hospital room, staring at the door like it was the only thing holding my life together.My hands were shaking. My head was hurting. My heart kept pounding like it was soon going to burst out of my chest. I felt completely hopeless. Inside that room was the only person I truly cared about. The only reason I was still alive. The only reason I had destroyed myself piece by piece.I took a deep breath, trying to reassure myself that I was okay, that I was ready to face that bastard alone. But the truth was — I wasn't ready. If anything, I regretted telling Kieran about anything. Why did I even do that? Kieran doesn't give a fuck about me. I'm sure if he was in my position, he would throw me under the rug without a second thought. So why should I be the one to act like a good soul when I know damn well that it never ends well for me?I pulled my phone out again and dialed Kieran’s number. No answer.I tried again. But it went straight

KIERAN’S POV. I walked away, leaving Michelle behind like a memory I didn't want to look back at. Like a bad memory that made me stronger but better left in the past. God, I wanted to kill her the moment I found out that she fell into my trap. I even gave her a second chance, which she failed again — woefully. And the Castellan's aren't popular for giving people second chances. Adrian had warned me, and now I knew he was right. Pushing her to the edge had only made things worse. But it wasn’t regret I felt. The only thing I regretted was trusting her.I walked over to my car. I started it, the engine’s roar matching the pounding of my heart. I pressed my foot to the accelerator, and we shot forward, the city streets blurring around me.“How could she?” I muttered under my breath, gripping the steering wheel. “All that I did… and she still betrayed me. After everything…”The speedometer climbed too fast, but my thoughts raced even faster. The only thing I was thinking about right no

KIERAN’S POV. I sat behind my desk, sleeves rolled up, tie loosened, staring at files that refused to give me good news. The project was going well. It was on every news outlet, the whole world had their eyes on it. Yet, what seems to be a breakthrough for me felt like another trap set by Paul. The whole world was praising him, like he was some kind of god responsible for my creation and my brains. And worse of all — the board was slipping from my hands.I flipped another page, my jaw tight. I tried to push my worries out but they only increased. What was I thinking? My grandfather didn't earn the title “world most dangerous man” by thinking the same way I do. He made it clear that I could only become the leader of the company if I got married and had a kid but until then, Paul had all the say. I was so stupid to think I could out smart him. The whole board hates me, and Paul is using that to get a stand in the company. They will never accept me and will do anything in their po

MICHELLE’S POVI sat on the edge of my bed in my small apartment, staring at the peeling paint near the window, trying to make sense of how fast my life was falling apart.I still haven't told my mother that I lost the only job that would have at least got a decent bread on our table. She was in the small living area, sitting on the couch with her laptop balanced on her knees. Her hair was wrapped in a scarf, her face tired but focused. She was scrolling through a job site, reading out loud sometimes, muttering to herself.“Receptionist… no, too far,” she said. “Cleaner… part-time only.” She sighed and kept scrolling.Guilt twisted in my chest. She shouldn’t be doing this. She should be resting. Not worrying about money or jobs or me.“Michelle,” she called softly. “Come look at this one with me.”I forced myself to stand and walked over. I leaned beside her, pretending to read the screen. My mind was far away, still stuck with how we are going to manage our life. The only good thin

MICHELLE’S POVI woke up with a sharp gasp, like I had been drowning and someone finally pulled me out of water.My head throbbed. Every part of my body felt heavy and painful. The smell of leather and faint cologne filled my nose. “Hey… you awake?”That voice. I turned slowly, my heart skipping when my eyes met his.Kieran.“What… what happened?” I whispered.He let out a breath he must have been holding. “Good. You’re finally awake. The last thing I want is another body in my car. Trust me, it's one of the fastest ways to destroy a man.”I tried to sit up but pain shot through my head. I groaned and fell back against the seat.“Easy,” he said gently, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You took a nasty hit.”“Where am I?” I asked.“In a palace,” he replied, his voice filled with sarcasm and disdain. “Where does it look like you are? You are in my car.”My memory came back in broken flashes. “Liam,” I said suddenly. “Where is he?” I asked, looking around, like I was expecting him to be