All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO MY BROTHER-IN-LAW: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Gwen POVThankfully, the rest of my afternoon was uneventful.Unfortunately, just like yesterday, I was able to accomplish all the tasks assigned to me two hours after my shift.It was not overtime with pay, but I knew that I had to do it to be able to compensate.I looked at the newsroom, and everyone’s still busy. Some already left for the day, their news articles ready for publishing, but when another development arose, everyone would be back, especially if it was a continuing story.Overall, I was happy. The excitement never left me every time I stepped foot in the newsroom because it was where all the action began.“You are still here?” Nick asked as I walked past his desk while he was packing up. He stood from the table and slung his laptop bag over his shoulder, ready to leave.“I am done,” I informed him, beaming a smile of satisfaction.He nodded. “Good.” He smiled before he sauntered off.I watched Nick as he walked toward the exit, following his movements with my eyes until

Gwen POVThe next morning, I was surprised to see Damon on my doorstep.I was about to leave for work, but when I opened the door, he was there, looking hesitant. He looked like he was about to knock when the door opened.“I thought you had gone back to Cadillac City,” I told him while closing the door to the unit.“I can’t leave until we have that talk.”I sighed and looked at my watch. I was already pressed for time. “I can’t talk right now. I am going to be late for the bus.” I said before pulling away from the door and walking toward the elevator.Damon fell into step beside me.“I am leaving today.” He sighed, prompting me to look in his direction. He had his hands in his pockets, eyes in front.Simultaneously, we stopped in front of the elevator, waiting for it to arrive.I really don’t know what to feel. So, I kept silent.Damon used my silence to talk. “I really needed to go back to Cadillac City. I haven’t reported for work. When Grandpa Ryan told me that you are here, I wen

GwenI really think that Damian Olson was not the playboy and wealth squanderer that his family portrayed him as.I eyed him. My eyes narrowed while I tried to figure him out after the patrolling police had gone ahead of us.“What are you really?” I asked because, for the first time, I really think that I had been amiss in judging a person.Damon met my gaze. His eyes twinkled in amusement."Why is your face flushed? Taking that cop seriously? We’re fighting now?" As always, his eyes crinkled, making him even more attractive.My eyes widened. I pushed the thought aside, not wanting to delve into it.He is Damian Olson. He was Damon’s brother and definitely not someone I should be thinking of as attractive.I had enough of their family drama to last me a lifetime.I thought that my love for Damon was enough to endure it all, but it made me realize when he left me that, in my willingness to become a great partner for Damon, I lost myself in the process. I had forgotten myself. I had for

Damian POV I was fuming mad. I stopped the car and stared at the house in front of me. From the looks of it, its master was not yet home. My hands gripped the steering wheel hard. Then from somewhere, I heard the sound of an approaching car. My eyes squinted to see its plate number. My jaw clenched when I realized that the car belonged to the man I was here to see. When the car stopped to wait for the garage to open, I was already getting out of my car. Maybe the driver noticed my approach because the next thing I knew, the back passenger door of the car opened and Frederick Adams got out to meet me. His gait was sure, but mine was surer, fired up by anger with each step. I stomped my way toward him, and when I got near, I did not give him any time to evade my balled fist. It hit his jaw. “How dare you!” I said in gritted teeth when my knuckles connected to his jaw. From the corner of my eye, I saw his bodyguards moving toward me. Their bodies coiled in tension, but Fredrick

Gwen POVI really thought that what happened back at the Senate hearing was nothing.Well, I realized, albeit belatedly, that everything that happened, even minor ones, involving a national celebrity like Senator Fredrick Adams is always newsworthy.Overnight, everything changed. The sense of normalcy I had yesterday vanished as soon as I woke up.I was a nondescript assistant, not worthy of any attention when I got home last night, but this morning, it seemed like everybody knew me.Though no one approached me directly, the weight of their stares sent a wave of anxiety through me, making my knees buckle.I was on my way to the elevator, suffering the open-eyed staring, when I heard someone call my name. My face cleared when I turned around to see that it was Jo. She was running to catch up to me.“You’re getting famous!” She told me teasingly and giggled.I, on the other hand, glared at her. “Please. I don’t want to talk about it.”We fell into line at the elevator. While waiting, s