Lahat ng Kabanata ng On My Ex's Brother's Bed: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Ruby’s POVOwen paused, then nodded. “Fine. Start planning with Rebecca. If this goes well, you’ll prove yourself.”I felt a bit of pressure. I had to do this right.This time, I couldn't fail.In the evening, Owen sent me to the event venue again. I was tired. I also hoped I wouldn’t see the hockey team.I walked to the badminton court. But Owen wasn’t there.He left a message on my phone. Go to the hockey arena. They need help there.I sighed and followed the directions.When I reached the hockey arena, I saw Owen talking to some players. He was checking the equipment. Austin was also there.I quickly looked away. I didn’t want him to think I was watching him.Owen waved at me. “Help carry these,” he said, pointing to a few boxes.I picked them up and followed him.Then he handed me a clipboard. “Keep score for me,” he said.I nodded.But soon, Owen walked away.He left me there.Alone.With them.And with him.Austin.I felt everyone’s eyes around me.I didn’t know where to look.

Ruby's POVAfter work, I was already tired when John called me from the hallway.He walked into the room with a strange look on his face.“Ruby, I was thinking… maybe we can visit my dad today.”I turned around slowly. “Now?”“He’s been asking of you,” John said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Let’s bring something nice. You know he likes handmade things. What about those sweet potato cakes from that bakery you used to like?”I didn’t answer right away.After what he pulled at work today, I didn’t want to hear his voice. I didn’t even want to look at him.But this wasn’t about John. It was about Marcus.My irritation with John had nothing to do with his father.Marcus wasn’t perfect, but he was always nice to me. I didn’t love him. But I didn’t hate him either.I sighed. “Okay,” I said, not looking at John. “Just for a short while.”John smiled in relief, like he didn’t expect me to agree. He left quickly to buy the cakes, and I changed into something simple—cream-colored pants and

Ruby’s POVThe next morning, just after six, I pushed myself to get up.My body still ached all over. My head was heavy, and my throat was dry. But I couldn’t stay in bed.I needed to see Marcus.I slowly changed into fresh clothes and left the room.The hospital hallway was quiet, lights soft, the sky outside still gray with early light.I walked down the corridor and stopped in front of Marcus’s room.I took a breath and pushed the door open.What I saw made me freeze.John was inside.He was standing next to Lisa—who was wearing a hospital gown.And he was holding her.Not like a doctor helping a patient.He had one arm around her waist, his hand resting lightly on her back.They were smiling. Laughing at something.For a second, neither of them noticed me.Then John looked up.His smile dropped.He quickly stepped away from Lisa.I stared at him, feeling my chest tighten.“You went to see her last night?” I asked, my voice low but sharp.John looked guilty. His mouth opened sligh

Ruby’s POVThe hockey game ended early after a brutal fight on the ice. The player who attacked Austin had tested positive for steroids and was disqualified as the crowd booed. Somehow, our team still came out on top.After the surprise victory, a celebration was planned. I didn’t want to go—but Rebecca insisted, saying it would help us look strong and united. Reluctantly, I agreed.The party was in full swing—music, laughter, glasses clinking. Investors chatted. Teammates cheered. I stood near the edge, sipping juice, keeping my distance.Then I saw them: John with Lisa, arms wrapped around each other, laughing and looking comfortable. Not a care in the world. It felt like a punch to my gut.I turned away, heart pounding, and spotted Austin leaning against a counter with a drink in hand. He nodded at me—calm, confident. I looked down, refusing to meet his gaze.My heart was racing as I moved to a quiet corner, away from the noise of the party.I didn’t see John until he came up behin

Ruby’s POVHis words made me tremble all over.The heat from his chest radiated through the small space between us. His scent wrapped around me—clean sweat and something darker, something primal. I wanted to bury my face in his neck and breathe him in until I couldn’t think straight.I turned toward him slowly, heart pounding.Our eyes met.He didn’t smile. Didn’t say a word.He just looked at me like he wanted to devour me.I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to.My whole body buzzed with need. My core pulsed, aching for his hands, his mouth—him.I stepped closer. He didn’t stop me.His hand slid around my waist and yanked me in. My palms pressed to his bare chest, his skin burning under my fingers. I wanted to sink my teeth into him.Neither of us moved for a second. The air between us was so thick with heat I could barely breathe.I couldn’t stop staring at his mouth—the shape of it, the way it curved slightly like he knew every dirty thought running through my head. He licked his lip