All Chapters of On My Ex's Brother's Bed: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ruby's POV The questioning at the police station felt endless, but when it was over, the officer finally told me I was free to go. Released without charge, he said. I stepped out into the daylight. John was waiting just outside, looking like he hadn’t slept.“Ruby,” John started softly, almost cautious.I cut him off. “When are we filing for divorce?”He blinked, taken aback. “Now? You just walked out of the station—”“Today,” I said firmly. “No more delays. We do it now.”His mouth tightened. “Do you really want to rush this?”I held his gaze. “Yes. I don’t want to spend another night tied to you.”For a second, something flickered in his expression. Regret, maybe, but it vanished quickly. “Fine,” he muttered. “If that’s what you want.”“It is.”I walked past him and slid into the waiting car. My chest still ached, but there was a strange strength beneath the pain, that made me feel less afraid.John climbed into the back seat beside me. The silence between us was thick.As the car

Ruby's POV It had been a month since the divorce papers were signed, but every morning I woke up, I still had to remind myself that it was real. That I wasn’t chained to John anymore. The final ruling wouldn’t come for another three months, but in my heart, I was already free.I didn’t tell John when I moved out. I waited until he was away, packed what little I still cared to keep, and slipped out without looking back. The house had already been scarred by fire. I didn’t need to explain myself. I just needed to leave.Friday night came with a chill in the air, the kind that carried the promise of winter. Rebecca was the one who dragged me out of my new apartment. She had shown up with her usual stubborn grin.“You’re coming,” she said, linking her arm through mine. “Hockey game. You need fun. You need noise, you need popcorn, and you need to stare at hot guys skating around on ice. Trust me, it's therapy.”I laughed despite myself and let her pull me along.By the time we reached the

Ruby's POV Saturday came faster than I expected.That afternoon, Austin pulled up in front of my place, dressed smartly in a dark suit that made him look even more sophisticated than usual. I slipped into the car quietly, my nerves knotting tighter as we drove toward his family house.The moment we turned onto the long driveway, my breath caught. Luxury cars lined both sides of the entrance. Sleek black sedans, gleaming sports cars, brands I had only ever seen in magazines. Even the air felt different here, heavy with wealth and influence. This was Austin’s world, and I was just a visitor.Austin slowed the car and glanced at me. “Before we go in, there are a few things you need to know.”I folded my hands in my lap, waiting.“Don’t let anyone back you into a corner,” he said, his voice even but edged. “If you’re unsure how to answer, find me or Beta. Stay polite, but don’t let them push you.”His jaw flexed, and his eyes hardened. “And if Janis comes near you… be cautious.”“Janis?”

Ruby's POV Zack’s eyes flicked between us, reading the unspoken message. His polite smile didn’t waver.“Yeah,” he said lightly, setting his gun down. “Thanks for the game.”Then he nodded at me, a little more formal this time. “Nice talking to you.”Austin didn’t look after him. He stayed beside me, like a silent claim had been made.I swallowed hard, pretending to focus on the targets in front of me, though my heart wasn’t steady at all.Austin picked up the gun without hesitation. He lifted it with ease, barely pausing to aim. One by one, the targets lit up in quick succession, each shot clean and precise.A murmur of admiration rose from the small crowd that had gathered to watch.I blinked, trying not to let it show, but I couldn't resist the smile that tugged on my lips. When the last target went dark, Austin lowered the gun and waved the waiter over. “Bring it,” he said simply.The man nodded and disappeared for a moment before returning with something tucked under his arm. W

Ruby‘s POV’I crossed my arms, steadying my voice. “I told you before, John. We’re divorced. What I do, and who I’m with, isn’t your business anymore.”His jaw clenched so hard I thought his teeth might crack. “You think I don’t see it? He wants you. He’s been circling since the beginning, trying to take what’s mine!”“She was never yours,” Austin shot back but I could feel the raw fury coiled under it.John shoved at him, trying to fight back. He stumbled to his feet, his face twisted with rage. “You think you can humiliate me like this?”He lunged, but Austin stepped aside effortlessly, letting him crash forward. John spun wildly grabbing the nearest chair from the patio. With a guttural yell, he lifted it high and hurled it toward Austin.The chair hit the ground with a loud crack, splintering against the pavement. John was breathing hard, sweat rolling down his temple, but his eyes were locked on me.“You and him,” he spat, pointing a shaking finger toward Austin. “I knew it. All