Todos os capítulos de Forbidden Love wtih my Ex-Husband's Billionaire Brother: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Kennedy’s POVI have always loved my wife.That was the one truth I never questioned, not even for a second, no matter how complicated everything else became. Giselle was never someone I imagined walking away from, and I never saw myself choosing anyone over her. In my mind, no matter how bad things got, we would figure it out. We always did.Or at least, I thought we did.The idea that she would be the one to leave, that she would reach a point where staying with me became impossible, had never crossed my mind in any real way. It felt unreal even now, like something that didn’t belong in my life.As long as I didn’t sign those divorce papers, I kept telling myself the marriage still existed. That thin thread was all I had left, and I held onto it like it could somehow pull her back to me.But after what I had just seen, after realizing what Annie had been doing with the gifts I trusted her to buy for my wife, something inside me began to crack in a way I couldn’t ignore.That night f

Annie’s POVThe entire office building heard me screaming, and I didn’t care how loud I was or how crazy I sounded because at that point, dignity didn’t matter anymore, not when I was being dragged out like I was nothing, like I didn’t even deserve the respect of walking out on my own two feet.Moses had a grip on me that made it impossible to break free, and the moment people saw him, the boss’s lead bodyguard, any chance of someone stepping in disappeared instantly because no one was stupid enough to challenge him, no matter how wrong this looked.“No, don’t do this, Moses, don’t you have a conscience?” I begged, my voice cracking under the weight of panic and anger, but it was like talking to a wall because he didn’t even look at me, didn’t react, didn’t show a single sign that he cared about what I was saying.I was dragged into the elevator, my heels scraping uselessly against the floor as I tried to resist, and the moment the doors slid open, I saw my only chance and took it wit

Annie’s POVBy the time I arrived at the Macmillan residence with the bodyguards trailing behind me, I could barely contain the quiet excitement bubbling under my skin, even though I kept my face composed as if I had every right to be there.The gates had opened without question, and a maid ushered us inside with polite indifference, leading me through the polished halls and out into the garden where Cynthia Macmillan sat like she owned not just the estate, but the air itself.She looked completely at ease, lounging in her chair with a book resting lightly in her hands, as if the world had never once given her a reason to worry. A delicate teacup hovered near her lips, and for a moment, I almost forgot why I had come. Almost.The second her eyes lifted and met mine, I felt it, that sharp, assessing gaze that always made me feel like I was being stripped down layer by layer. She didn’t rush, didn’t speak right away, just took a slow sip of her tea before gesturing lazily toward the emp

Annie’s POVIf someone had told me that Ken, the same man who once treated me like I was something rare and irreplaceable, would one day look at me the way he was looking at me now, I would have laughed it off like a bad joke and walked away before I ever let myself fall that far.I wouldn’t have let him get close, wouldn’t have held onto those moments, wouldn’t have built memories that now felt like they were turning against me one by one.Standing there, with his gaze cutting through me like I meant nothing, I felt something colder than fear settle deep in my chest.Because this wasn’t just about what was happening right now.It was about what could still come out.The thought of him finding out the truth about that night from a year ago pressed down on me harder than anything else, because no matter how I tried to twist it in my head, I couldn’t deny my part in it. Ken hadn’t just been drunk like I told everyone, and I knew that better than anyone.I had a hand in it.From the mome

Giselle’s POVRunning into Annie completely ruined my mood, and no matter how hard I tried to shake it off, her face kept replaying in my mind like something I couldn’t shut down, because every word she said, every look she gave me, kept circling back and refusing to leave.Maybe I hadn’t done enough to deal with her, maybe I should have gone further, but then again, it wasn’t like she was walking around carefree, because she clearly had her own mess to deal with already.Still, there were lines I would never cross.A man asking a woman to terminate his own child sat wrong with me on every level, and if Annie hadn’t kept trying to stand against me, if she hadn’t pushed things the way she did, I might have helped her, might have tilted things in her favor, but at this point, whatever happened to her was no longer my concern.She made her choices.Now she could live with them.I didn’t stay long in my father’s hospital room, mostly because there wasn’t much I could do while he lay there