All Chapters of Forced Marriage with Four Brothers: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

(Aurora’s POV)It was the weekend, and I was in the kitchen, preparing lunch with the help of the servants and chefs. Cooking had become a habit for me, whenever I had the time, I loved making at least one meal for everyone. It gave me a sense of home.And I loved the kitchen staff. They made the atmosphere lively, warm, and welcoming. Unlike before, when everyone only focused on their tasks, now there was laughter, lighthearted banter, and a comforting ease that filled the air.Everyone was engrossed in their work, chopping, stirring, and plating, when James walked in. I looked up and he greeted me with a professional nod, to which I responded with a small smile. He then turned his attention to one of the cooks.“Don’t forget, the day after tomorrow, you need to prepare the feast like always” James reminded. The cook, who was kneading dough, nodded immediately.“I remember, Sir. Just like every year, I’ll do exactly as I always do” Hearing their coded conversation, I frowned in confu

(Author’s POV)The moment James and Alexander left the mansion, Aurora wasted no time. She gathered all the servants in the grand hall, her eyes filled with determination.“Listen carefully,” She said, her voice firm yet reassuring and told her plan to them. “We have to bring the Skylar brothers back home” The servants exchanged nervous glances after listening to her.“B-But, Miss Aurora. They’ll be furious” One of them hesitated. Aurora’s lips curved into a knowing smirk.“I’ll handle them” A pause. She looked at each one of them.“I promise, no one will get in trouble” The hesitation melted

(Aurora’s POV)As the Skylar brothers disappeared up the staircase, I stood alone in the now-quiet living room. My arms remained crossed, eyes lingering on the staircase, thoughts swirling in my mind. I let out a long, silent sigh, not of exhaustion, but of reflection.They listened to me but I knew the real storm was inside them. Years of pain didn’t dissolve in a single conversation. But today was a start.“I’ll fix this… I’ll bring them all back to him… and to you” I whispered under my breath, as if speaking to someone unseen. Then, I straightened, wiped away the slight moisture gathering in my eyes, and turned with quiet strength.I called out all the servants and in seconds they hurried into the living room.

(Author’s POV)As the warmth of the moment lingered in the air, Aurora turned her head slightly, her eyes finding the Skylar brothers. She gave them a soft, encouraging smile, the kind that spoke volumes without saying a word."Now it’s your turn. Come on, wish your papa and make him eat” With a sweet nudge in her voice, she said.The brothers exchanged glances, hesitation flickering in their eyes. But then, they looked at Aurora again, her smile, her hope, her unwavering belief in this family. That was enough.Slowly, one by one, they stepped forward. Ian was first. He held out a piece of cake."Happy birthday… Dad” His voice is steady but low. Alexander's lips quivered as he accepted it, holdi

(Author’s POV)As Alexander stared at the gift in his hands, this living memory of his wife, his sons, and now Aurora, his chest tightened. His heart, already heavy with joy, love, and a flood of emotions long buried, felt like it couldn’t hold any more.The smile on his face trembled.He swallowed hard, trying to keep the tears from spilling, but it was becoming too much. Memories rushed in like waves, the sound of his wife’s laughter, the feel of his sons’ tiny hands, the echo of a time when this house was filled with warmth.Without a word, Alexander gently placed the frame down on the table with utmost care, as if it were the most precious thing in the world.Everyone noticed the sudden shift in hi