All Chapters of Triplets After Divorce: His Regret : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Bryce was dressed in a black suit, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His facial features were sharp and distinct, and his aura was as powerful and cold as an emperor of the night. He stood in front of them, staring coldly at Alice. His gaze was sharp and intimidating. Alice was so scared that she took a step back. The arrogance she had just displayed disappeared without a trace. "Brother, I was just playing with my sister-in-law, right?" My mood was complicated. She didn't want her brother and sister-in-law to argue because of her. She was about to act as a mediator when she heard Bryce sternly say, "Which sister-in-law allows her little sister-in-law to play with her like this?" Alice's face turned pale. In this family, the person she was most afraid of was her older brother. That's why she used to talk behind his back and cause trouble for me. This hypocritical woman, why did she have the right to marry her brother, and why did she hav

I was stunned by the blow, the sharp edges of the folder grazing my eye and causing a stream of blood to flow into it, making my eye throb with pain. Bryce was furious. "Laurette, how did you become a manager? If I hadn't reacted quickly and taken Irene away from the airport, do you know how serious the consequences would have been?" I stood frozen in place, the physical pain no longer mattering as the emotional pain intensified. I had seen him protect Irene and leave with her at the airport. I thought that, both publicly and privately, he should have done so. Publicly, Irene was the queen of NOBLE Entertainment, and her safety was paramount. Privately, Irene was his first love, the person he held dear in his heart. Who else would he protect if not her? But why did I feel so sad watching him walk away with Irene in his arms without looking back? Irene sat on the sofa, not expecting Bryce to be so angry. She saw me in a sorry state, blood trickling from

The sentence hit Bryce's sore spot accurately, and he sneered, "She can still be busy with me as her boss, it just depends on whether she has the heart to do it." I rolled my eyes, which was caught by Irene. The two of us awkwardly stared at each other for two seconds, and Irene was the first to look away and turn to Bryce. Compared to his tenderness and thoughtfulness towards her, Bryce's attitude towards me was extremely bad. I was secretly happy because of their tense relationship as husband and wife, but after a few days of getting along, I slowly realized that the reality was not like that. These days, Bryce accompanied me to meet many friends, and he always restrained himself and was polite, never showing any sharp and irritable side. He was perfect like a gentleman, but too perfect, which made people feel unreal and difficult to approach. It was like wearing a mask, only showing his gentle and harmless side to outsiders. But he left the most real and worst side of him

On my way back home, I received a call from Mrs. Ava. "Are you at home? I'll come over in a bit and bring some local specialties from my friend. Let your auntie cook them for you both to nourish yourselves," Mrs. Ava said on the phone. Before I could refuse, Mrs. Ava hung up. She was always in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to other people's feelings. Since Mrs. Ava said she was coming over, I hurried back home. When I arrived at the apartment building, Mrs. Ava was already waiting for me. "Did you change the access code again?" Mrs. Ava dressed in a wine-red dress and high heels, looked imposing. I quickly went to enter the code. "It was changed by Mr. Bryce," I said, feeling embarrassed about the incident when the cleaning lady forgot her phone and came back to retrieve it, catching us together. It had caused Mr. Bryce to develop a serious psychological trauma. He not only dismissed the cleaning lady but also changed the access code to prevent strangers fro

I looked sorrowful as I sat on the sofa, looking at Alice. "Do you really want me to divorce your brother?" I asked. "Of course," Alice replied with a haughty expression. "My brother is a talented and outstanding man. Only a woman as brilliant as you, Laurette, is worthy of him." My lips twitched slightly. "If I were you, Alice, I would hope that my brother and I never divorce, so that you can have a chance to be with the person you like." Alice's eyes widened, and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. I don't want to talk to you," she said before hastily running out. I felt suffocated and decided to go to the terrace on the second floor to get some fresh air. Meanwhile, Irene followed Bryce downstairs. "Bryce, maybe I shouldn't have gone upstairs to find you. Director Laurette seemed to have something to say to you," she said. Bryce's eyes were cold and his face was stern. "What could she possibly have to say t