All Chapters of So Long, Mr. CEO. I'm Now With Your Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ROXANNE I studied my reflection in the long gold rimmed mirror on my room, admiring the navy blue, high slit dress I was putting on for the evening's event. I was beautiful, I noted, and it was the truth. I looked exactly the part of the loyal, submissive, well-cared-for, wife of a rich CEO. But I didn't feel beautiful, neither did I feel like a wife. Not a real one, anyway, I added, glancing at the simple diamond wedding ring adorning my finger. My blue eyes dimmed in sadness and faint stress lines marred below my eyes. It's been three days since that incident in Josh's room. I'd been avoiding him ever since, his mother too, although, avoiding Patricia was almost impossible. The woman liked to be in my business. From the first day, five years ago, when I'd stepped into this house as a substitute wife and mother. I'd noticed the red flags but I'd been too blinded by my immediate attraction to Josh to turn away and leave. My mother, Julia, was their housekeeper. The few t

ROXANNE I studied the small sleeping frame of Ethan, and felt guilty squeeze tighter. His cries of 'mommy' echoing in my head in mental torment. I've been lost in thought since I brought him here. Thankfully, the doctor had said the cut wasn't serious. Just a simple cleaning and stitching, he was done. His head was wrapped in bandage that would be removed, along with the stitches, in few days. Mom had called me to apologize for her absence, I understood. Patricia wouldn't have let her come. Josh couldn't even be here for his own...Footsteps echoed near. Then he entered.I didn't need to look up to know it was him. I was used to how he walked.A scent filled my nose. She had come with him."How's he?" Vanessa, acting all concerned and motherly, sat on the bed, caressing Ethan's face. "Fine." I replied stiffly.Josh met my gaze, for a split second, I thought I saw his brown orbs soften with...guilt?It was gone before I could make head of it. Choosing not to dwell on it, I clea

ROXANNE"Yes.""Good." I took a seat, and named a figure. He didn't argue it. "That's okay. You'll get it at the end of every month.""That's settled then." I got down from the stool and made to leave.He quickly stood and blocked my path. "We're not done talking, Roxanne."Bothered by the nearness, I took two steps back, "what's there to talk about?""What are you doing with Kylian?" He wasn't yelling, but he wasn't exactly calm either. Annoyance speared, "don't, Josh. My life is none of your business, I thought we established that yesterday at the hospital." "But not when Kylian is involved. Come on, Roxanne. That's my step brother." His voice had risen half an octave now."One, do not raise your voice at me. Two, it's not your job to tell me who I should be with or not. I'm no longer your wife and last I remember, I'm an adult capable of making my own decisions." It was taking a lot to keep my tone calm, when I wanted to just yell in his face. I had no desire to be with Kylian.

ROXANNE "Here, let me take him." I outstretched my arms to take a sleeping Ethan from Vanessa. But she evaded my touch, pulling the boy away from me.A frown imprinted on my forehead. "Is there a problem?" I looked between her and Josh who stood beside her.When it was noon, I'd gone downstairs to get Ethan so he could have lunch and take his medicine, but he was nowhere to be found. I had learned from Patricia, who had been very eager to tell me about the 'family' outing, that he'd gone out with his parents. Making emphasis on Vanessa being the biological mother to Ethan. Apparently, Vanessa and Josh had taken Ethan out without letting me know. And they had also, obviously, forgotten he was supposed not to miss his prescriptions for his head injury.It was past eight pm. Way past his dinner time and approximately his bed time. "No problem. He's my son, isn't he?" There was no mistake in the coldness I heard in her tone.It riled me, and in that moment, I muttered some words. "W

ROXANNE "You don't know you have a sister?" He walked us to the counter, gave the young lady behind the counter his platinum card. "I'll need two glasses, please. Add the charge to my tab."I quickly tried to correct the narrative I was giving him. "No, not that. I just thought..." I trailed off, realizing I didn't even know what lie to say.I didn't want him to know I was amnesiac and now, I could tell he was clinging onto that information and the confusion in my tone when I'd uttered those two words — 'a sister?'"Thank you, sir." The young girl beamed excitedly.I looked at his face, but he showed no sign of doing anything to have warranted that gratitude.I glanced back at the girl and saw the cash in her hand. Oh, a generous tip."Let's go." He said simply, holding the bag containing the drink and leading the way. I followed him out of the liquor store, and into his car. My mind racing with some thoughts. Why hadn't Mom told me I had a sister? For once, she never made mention