Todos los capítulos de Craving the Wrong Brother: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Isabel“This is going to be our home for the next couple of weeks or maybe months,” Desmond said as we walked in behind the movers. We spent two days at the hotel, and I assumed we’d stay a bit more there or maybe even go home, instead he chose to get a new place.Reporters hadn’t died down at the old house, and somehow they found the other properties he owned and a few of them were camping there, waiting for the slightest opportunity to get him and suffocate him with questions.“Do you like it?” He asked as we walked behind the people carrying boxes into the house; he had some of our stuff sent over here from the house, the important stuff.I looked around the place, nodding. I assumed it would be small as it was found in a rush given everything that was happening, but it was quite big for two people. He even had some of the help come over.“A one bedroom would have been okay for us. You know that right?”Both his brows immediately shot up and he looked very offended. “I am not broke

Isabel I wanted to be supportive. If he wanted peace after all he’s been through, he deserved it, but the mere thought of Eunice and her cohort coming out successful in any aspect of their schemes makes me want to throw up. It was unfair, way too unfair. I looked at Desmond, long and hard, thinking over the words echoing in my mind. I wanted to simply just nod and smile, laugh and tell him it’s fine if this was what he wanted, but it was simply impossible to do so. My mouth opened and closed so many times till I blurted out, “I can’t.” Desmond sighed like he was expecting me to say that and I wanted to take it back, but it was already too late. I might as well let everything out once and for all. “Have you forgotten everything these people did? Eunice? You want her to win?” “You said that if

ScottThe clinking of our glasses filled the room and I couldn't help but throw my head back and laugh, as loud as I could. From across the room, my mum had a wide grin on her face as she took a sip of her wine.“I just got the confirmation that her contract has been paused,” Brenna said and I laughed again. “It's so fun watching them burn one after the other.” My mum said, “seeing Desmond walk out of the boardroom the other day is a sight I refuse to get out of my mind. He might have kept his head held high, but I saw the sag on his shoulders. Everything he worked for had been taken away,” her lips curled up maliciously and she took another sip of her wine, “Can't wait to see him break completely when we are done.”“When are you going for the divorce stamping?” Evelyn asked, her fingers trailing up my arm in a suggestive manner. The smile on my face fell, I could tell she was feeling the goosebumps that had erupted on my skin, but I was sure she misunderstood it. It wasn't attractio

Isabel “But wait, you were really going to keep this from me?” I asked for the upteenth time and I was surprised Desmond hasn't thrown in the towel yet. Instead he scratched the back of his neck while smiling nervously. “I just didn't want you to stress” I sucked my teeth, shaking my head as I said, “You are something else. I wonder what your brain was working like in those moments. Let's get to business.” He exhaled, as quietly as possible, but I heard it and I couldn't help but smile. “Infidelity, if you planned to sue, I'm guessing you still have your lawyer on a paycheck.” “Lawyers and yes, I do.” “That's good, all we need now is to gather some proof. Which I believe,” I brought out my phone and opened Instabook, “Evelyn's page will give us a lot of that” I typed in her username but no account popped up. I searched again and again, still the same thing an

IsabelThe rays of light caressing my face cut my sleep short. The headache still lingered even after a very peaceful sleep, I could still feel my head pounding harshly. Even the feeling of nausea hit me hard.My hands reached for my stomach and I rubbed it in gentle circular motion, but then I quickly shook my head.“It's definitely all the stress I've been under,” I mumbled to myself and got out of bed. I hurried off to the bathroom where I quickly freshened up, in hopes of relieving the feeling of nausea.When I walked back to the room, I met Desmond dropping a tray of food on the bed.“You already made breakfast?”He looked over his shoulder smiling, “Good morning.”I shot him a smile and rushed over to his side, “Good morning,” I said, followed by a kiss to the cheek. “What did you make? It smells amazing.”Turning around, he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead.“How are you this morning? Is your head still hurting?”“I'm good, let's eat, my stomach is about t