All Chapters of The Brother I Shouldn't Want.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

BetsyWe arrived at the ceremony, and soon the groom stepped in first. Oliver wore a white tuxedo with black pants, his hair perfectly styled, a bright smile plastered across his face. Behind him stood none other than Benjamin, his best man, my brother.Oliver looked so happy, his expression full of pride as he faced the crowd.When the wedding bells rang, the groom’s smile wavered slightly, as if he couldn’t wait to see his bride.And then Aqua stepped into the hall. My chest tightened, my heart pounding. It was happening. The wedding… they were about to get married.Irritation bubbled under my skin. I wanted to scream, to shout that this shouldn’t be happening, but I couldn’t. I forced my gaze away from him as we all rose to honor the bride.I had promised Barnes I’d be okay, but with every passing second, that promise felt like it was slipping through my fingers.Then Barnes took my hand gently in his. I turned to look at him.His soft smile was encouraging, silently telling me I w

Betsy“And why are you so shocked?” I asked, slightly offended. “Can’t a girl smoke?”He shook his head, a half-broken laugh escaping him. “Yes, a girl can. It’s just… well, not you,” he blurted, like he was still trying to process it.I leaned closer, noticing the way he flinched just a little.“Why not me?” I asked softly, directly.He opened his mouth, then closed it again, clearly at a loss for words. Finally, he forced out, “Well… that’s the last stick.” He blinked and looked away.“Liar,” I cut in immediately. “Give me one. Right now.”When he looked back at me, he muttered under his breath, “Kids really do grow fast.”Then louder, “Fine. Let’s smoke outside. Wouldn’t want everyone here finding out you smoke.”He swallowed slightly.I nodded and stood up at once.His eyes widened as they followed me. “Why are you still sitting?” I asked.He sighed and rose to his feet. I grabbed the whiskey bottle from the table along with a glass.He gave me that look again, the one I couldn’t

BetsyRoman’s secretary, Elena, was tall, poised, late twenties. The kind of woman you’d call flamboyant, effortlessly confident, always looking perfectly professional.But right now? She didn’t look professional at all.So he’d slipped away from the reception just to be out here with her. Were they dating?“Betsy” he called me, voice low.Jeez. I really shouldn’t be here.I touched my temple lightly and sighed. “At least get a room,” I said, already turning to walk away.Whatever he was up to now wasn’t my business. But what if someone else had seen? What if they’d taken a picture?Tomorrow’s headline would write itself: CEO of Saint Corps Caught in Intimate Moment with His Secretary.I started heading back toward the hall. My digestion had kicked in quicker than I thought—stomach already feeling lighter.I stretched my arms up, feeling the soreness in my body. “I should just go get some proper sleep,” I muttered to myself, then yawned.“Well, sleep and forget whatever you saw,” Roma

Betsy I couldn’t fall asleep even after getting to the room. I think I was deliberately avoiding any dreams about the wedding, so I spent the entire night glued to my phone, quickly scrolling past anything related to the wedding.Even Benjamin had posted about the wedding, saying how happy he was for his friend, which I obviously scrolled over as well.Before I knew it, morning arrived, and I hadn’t slept at all. Only then did my eyes finally start feeling heavy. The moment I closed them to get some rest, my phone rang and jolted me awake. Annoyed, I grabbed it—then saw it was Barnes, and the irritation instantly melted away. I answered with a soft “Hello,” and his voice came through immediately: “What the heck are you doing at Roman’s?” That was the very first thing out of his mouth. The same guy who ditched me and left me with the one person he apparently doesn’t want me staying with, just so he could go hook up with some girl. “That’s really the first thing you say to me?” I sho

Barnes It’s honestly messing with my head that there’s nothing I can actually do to fix this for Betsy. Watching her shatter like that earlier, really tore me up inside. I took another slow sip of my whiskey, staring at the glass like it might give me answers, while I waited for the one guy who figured out first that my little sister had been carrying a crush for his brother. Where the hell was he? We’d agreed to meet twenty minutes ago, and this was already my third drink. Just then, a hand clapped me on the back. I turned around, there he was. “Took you long enough,” I said, voice flat. He dropped onto the stool right next to me without a word at first, then signaled the bartender for a drink of his own. “If you had a mother like mine, you’d be late to everything,” Roman said with a wry grin. I burst out laughing, he was clearly getting the usual marriage pressure from her again. “Come on, she’s just being a worried mom,” I told him. He shook his head. “Enough about