All Chapters of Forced Marriage with Four Brothers: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

(Author’s POV)The night had settled heavily over the Skylar mansion.Dinner had passed in near silence, not an uncomfortable one, but a subdued quiet where everyone seemed to be conserving emotional energy. Plates had been cleared, soft goodnights exchanged, and one by one the lights across the mansion dimmed. Even Kemal, after a brief, respectful conversation, had been shown to a guest room and left to rest.By the time midnight slipped past, the mansion was wrapped in an eerie stillness.No footsteps. No voices. Only the distant hum of the night outside.In Aurora’s room, Ivy slept beside her, the covers pulled neatly around her small frame. For a while, her breathing was even, her face relaxed until it wasn&rs

(Author’s POV)The room was filled with relief after Ivy spoke her truth. No one questioned her decision. No one tried to persuade her otherwise. For the first time in Ivy’s life, a choice she made was respected, honored even. That alone felt like a quiet victory.Kemal looked at his daughter as if the universe had finally given him a second chance.He placed his hand over his heart, breathing deeply, grounding himself. ‘She chose me’. The thought echoed again and again. His eyes softened, filled with devotion and determination. ‘From today onward, my life belongs to her’.“I promise myself that Ivy will never feel alone again. Her happiness will be my first priority. Always” Kemal said aloud, his voice steady but emotional

(Author’s POV)The two days that followed passed like a fragile dream, soft, bright, and painfully fleeting.From morning till night, the Skylar mansion echoed with laughter, Ivy’s laughter. Aurora and the Skylar brothers made it their unspoken mission to give Ivy memories she could carry with her for a lifetime, moments warm enough to return to when homesickness crept in, when doubts whispered too loudly, when the world felt heavy again.They cooked together in the massive kitchen, flour on faces and laughter ringing when Ryan nearly set off the smoke alarm. They watched movies sprawled across couches, Ivy tucked between Aurora and Asher, her head resting comfortably, as if she had always belonged there. Owen taught her chess one afternoon, patient and calm, while Ian sneaked her chocolates and pretende

(Author’s POV)A week had passed since Ivy left with Kemal, and life at the Skylar mansion had slowly settled into a quieter rhythm.Almost every day without fail, Aurora’s phone would light up with Ivy’s name. Sometimes it was a long call filled with stories about Turkey, the food, the city lights, Kemal hovering around her like a proud shadow. Sometimes it was just a few minutes before bedtime, Ivy’s voice soft and sleepy, asking Aurora what she was doing. Those calls became Aurora’s anchor. A gentle reminder that love didn’t disappear with distance, it simply learned new ways to exist.Aurora had also started going back to college, slipping back into routine as if life hadn’t shifted in some fundamental way. Ian accompanied her like always, protective but easygoing, teasing her during breakfast and waiting patiently after lectures. Asher had returned to his hectic shooting schedules, often leaving early and coming back late, exhausted but smiling whenever Aurora was around. Owen a

(Asher’s POV)My morning began the way most of my mornings do now, quiet, steady and grounded.I woke up before the alarm, eyes opening to the soft light filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I simply lay there, one arm tucked behind my head, breathing in the calm. The heaviness that had once pressed against my chest, the constant tension, the headlines, the uncertainty…was gone. My name was clear. The storm had passed. What remained was peace, and it felt unfamiliar yet welcome.I showered, dressed in simple comfort, nothing flashy, nothing loud. I had never needed extravagance to feel confident, calm suited me better. By the time I stepped out of the room, the mansion was already awake, low voices drifting through the halls.The dining room was ali