All Chapters of Married to Him, Saved by his Brother: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Amelia's POVThe garden was always my favorite place because it was somewhat close to my room. The flower beds were always carefully maintained, while a small fountain trickled peacefully somewhere behind me. I sat under the shade of a broad oak tree with a book resting in my lap, trying to lose myself in its pages. But I had read the same paragraph three times already without understanding a single word. My mind refused to stay still.The investigation was over and Gabriella had been exposed, and I felt as though the truth had finally caught up with the lies. It should have brought me complete peace, yet there was still something restless inside me. Perhaps it was because I knew the consequences were only beginning. People like Gabriella never accepted defeat easily. The sound of tires rolling over the gravel driveway pulled me away from my thoughts. I slowly lowered the book onto my lap and looked toward the front entrance. A vaguely familiar black SUV came to a stop outside the ho

Lucas's POV Once Damian left the garden, I lifted Amelia into my arms, pulling her close against my chest, and turned back toward the house. Her head slumped against my shoulder, her fingers feebly twisting into my shirt. She was so light. It scared me how weightless she felt.The front doors banged open as I pushed through them into the main foyer. Usually, the pack house was filled with a lot of chatter or the sharp clatter of dishes from the dining room, but the moment I stepped inside, the main floor went dead quiet.Several pack members were scattered around the high-arched room. A couple of warriors hanging by the staircase stopped mid-sentence. Two women who were even holding stacks of folded linens froze near the hallway, their eyes wide as they took in the sight of me carrying my brother’s wife, my mate, but they didn't know that, in bridal style across the polished hardwood floor.I could feel them staring at me. Whispers started up almost instantly, rustling through the ro

Amelia's POV I looked down at Lucas kneeling beside the metal examination table, his hands trembling as he held mine. The terror in his eyes was something I had never seen before. He was a skilled surgeon and had the blood of an Alpha, he was a man who always seemed to have every situation under control. But right now, looking at me, he was completely out of control.He was willing to risk everything to save me. For five years, I had been treated like a burden and an inconvenience, a ghost haunting the corners of Damian’s life. But right now, in this room, feeling the beautiful warmth of Lucas’s hands, I knew what it felt like to be loved.I squeezed his hand as hard as my weak fingers could manage."Okay," I whispered. "Okay, yes, I'll do the surgery. I'll let you save me."A frantic breath escaped his lips, relief washing across his face as he leaned forward. He leaned his forehead against my knuckles. "Thank you, Wildcat. Thank you. I'll start preparing the lab immediately—""Afte

Damian's POV Alpha Damian,This letter is for you. Everyone knows that you chose Gabriella over your wife, Amelia, because she gave you a narrative that made you believe that she was the heroine of your life. But they're all lies, and lies always collapse eventually.Gabriella did not save your life five years ago. She was never there until the whole thing happened. Amelia was the one who saved your life.The only reason you believed Gabriella was because she possessed a silver locket you remembered seeing before you lost consciousness. But possession is not proof.If you don't believe my mere words, inside this envelope you'll find two gifts. One is the real medical diagnosis of Amelia and Gabriella five years ago. And the other is the real locket from that day, the one Gabriella claimed was hers. The locket in Gabriella's possession is just a fabricated copy.However, the original still exists, and it holds one detail no one knows except its true owner and the woman who made it.L

Gabriella's POV Panic flared inside me, but I quickly forced it down. I had to play my role and manipulate him just long enough to keep my head on my neck until Ronan arrived.I squeezed a few fake tears out of my eyes, letting them spill down my cheeks as I looked up at him with an innocent expression."Damian, please. It isn't like that at all!" I cried out, reaching my hands up as if to touch him, though I kept them hovering just inches away. "You have to listen to me. Don't let Amelia manipulate you like this. She is just using your guilt to tear you apart!""What manipulation? I saw the video, Gabriella!" he roared, his breath reeking of alcohol. "You lied to me for five years!""I was just trying to protect you!" I lied seamlessly, laying the sweetest bullshit I could think of right at his feet. But he was such a wimp for me, he'll eat it right up. "Think about it, Damian. Five years ago, you were injured and broken. You needed some strength by your side, not a weak, useless gi