All Chapters of He chose my stepsister. I chose his rival : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Third Person POV.Scarlet almost couldn’t believe her ears. The last thing she was expecting Ryan to tell her was that Henry had been his high school bully. It surprised her, she had never thought Ryan was someone who would let himself get bullied.“That sick bastard bullied you? And he was going to kill you? What the actual hell!” Scarlet blurted out, struggling to understand how she had managed to stay married to such a person, being so blind that she never realized she had married the devil himself.“I actually hate talking about this because… it’s so embarrassing. But yes, Henry bullied me for a few good years,” Ryan repeated, and Scarlet could tell by his tone just how much it pained him to say it out loud.“You may find this hard to believe, but I used to be much bigger than this in high school, so I was known as the fat kid who got pushed around a lot. To top it off, I had a very strong Italian accent throughout most of high school, so I was termed the ’fat Italian kid,’” Ryan

Third Person POV.“Didn’t I tell you not to show up in my office?” Isabella questioned, the irritation in her tone evident as she watched Emily walk into her space like she owned the place.“And didn’t I respond that you can’t tell me what to do?” Emily scoffed in response before taking a seat opposite Isabella. The only reason she had come all the way here was because she wasn’t satisfied with how Isabella had been ignoring her calls in the last few days. She wanted to come and remind Isabella who her boss was since her dear friend seemed to be getting out of line.Isabella rolled her eyes tiredly, deciding that she would just find out why Emily was here instead of getting into an argument with her. “What is it you want from me? I’m pretty sure you’re not here to see me as a therapist, and if you are, I’d appreciate it if you learned to make appointments first before showing up out of the blue,” she said.Emily scoffed. “You’re unbelievable. Are you really trying to pretend like you

Scarlet’s POVRyan stood in front of me, arms folded across his chest and a disapproving expression etched on his handsome face.His concern for my well-being was evident as he asked if I was sure about not wanting to find a way to stop the release of the article Emily and my mother had paid the reporter to publish.He hadn’t stopped talking about the fact that I hadn’t even had my first public appearance as his wife yet, and the repercussions of the article could lead to endless rumors and harassment from the paparazzi.I simply shrugged, a mischievous glint in my eyes, as I responded, “That’s exactly what I want.”His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and I continued, “My plan all along has been to make Emily use her own hands to drag the media into our business, and I’m just glad it’s happening sooner than I expected.”Ryan’s bewilderment was evident on his face as he tried to comprehend my reasoning.“But, don’t you understand the consequences of such a public scandal? It’s too earl

Third Person POVSusan had suddenly gotten a call from Henry a few minutes ago, and he had requested that she come to his office, which she immediately did.As she entered Henry’s office, he looked up from his paperwork and flashed her a smile. Susan managed to return the smile, trying to keep her composure intact.“You wanted to see me, Mr. Jones?” she greeted him, her tone professional even though she knew her professionalism wouldn’t last more than a minute.Henry nodded, gesturing for her to take a seat across from him.“Yes. I called you in because there are a couple of things I wanted to discuss,” he replied.Susan settled into the chair, preparing herself for the barrage of questions. She knew exactly what Henry was going to ask about, and she braced herself for the ordeal.“Let’s get this over with,” she sighed tiredly, not bothering to hide her exhaustion.She crossed her arms as she stared at Henry, her frustration already bubbling beneath the surface. She had known exactly

Third Person POV.Scarlet’s eyelids fluttered open, her surroundings hazy as she slowly regained consciousness. As her bleary gaze swept across the room, she realized that she wasn’t in her own bedroom. Just when she was trying to understand where she was, the sterile scent of the hospital room hit her, the antiseptic lingering in the air. Confusion washed over her, her mind foggy as she tried to piece together what had happened.Panic tinged the edges of her thoughts, and she struggled to sit up, her body feeling weak and fatigued. Just as she was about to call for help, the door swung open, revealing a worried-looking Ryan.Relief washed over her as Ryan rushed to her side. “Scarlet, you’re awake! How are you feeling? Are you okay? Do you need anything?” His questions bombarded her, leaving her feeling overwhelmed.“Slow down,” Scarlet managed to say, her voice fragile. “What happened? How did I end up here?” Her mind raced to recall the events leading up to her awakening, but her m