All Chapters of Rejected Plus-Size Wife, Claimed by My Husband’s Brother: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Audrey's POV The driver had dropped me off at Logan’s penthouse earlier. The elevator ride up felt endless. My bare pussy rubbed against the seat of my dress with every bump.Wetness soaked my thighs already. Now, we sat at his sleek dining table, candles flickering between us. The plates held steamy pasta and grilled steaks.The air smelled of savory meat and garlic. I forked a bite of tender steak, the sauce coated my tongue thickly, and it tasted so good, in fact, better than I thought.Logan watched me with intense eyes, as he sipped red wine slowly.“So, Audrey, have you ever used sex toys? Like vibrators or dildos in your pussy?” he asked suddenly, his voice low and rough.I choked hard with pasta stuck in my throat. I coughed loudly, with my eyes watering.“Logan!” I gasped, pounding my chest, with my face burning hot and red.He laughed deeply, his eyes full of fun. He grabbed my glass of water and pressed it to my lips.“Drink, baby girl. Slow breaths,” he said as his hands

Audrey's POV The operating room was colder than I expected. Bright lights hovered above me, almost blinding, while shadows of blind figures moved around with quiet efficiency.Machines beeped steadily somewhere to my right, the sound was rhythmic, almost calmly if I didn't focus too hard on what it meant.My heart was racing. I could feel it in my chest, my throat, and my fingertips.“Hey, look at me.” A gentle voice broke through the noise. I turned my head slightly, my eyes landing on a woman standing beside me. She had kind eyes behind her mask, calm and reassuring in a way that immediately steadied something inside me.“I'm Tiffany, I'll be leading your procedure,” she said softly.“Hi…” I said and swallowed, my throat dry.“You're going to be okay, we’ve done this many times, everything will go smoothly,” she assured me.I nodded slowly, holding on to her words like a lifeline,”“You’ll start to feel anaesthesia kick soon. Just relax, let your body do the rest,” she continued.

Audrey's POV The moment I saw him, everything inside of me stilled and then exploded all at once.“Logan!” I screamed, my voice out brighter than I expected. It was breathless, almost trembling with something I didn't even try to hide.My head turned and I could feel people looking at me, curious, maybe even judging.I didn't care, I didn't think, I didn't run. My heels struck sharply against the smooth airport floor, my heartbeat pounding in my ears, drowning out every other sound around me.He was standing exactly where I thought he would, tall, composed, completely unaware that in the next few seconds, I was going to crash into his world like a storm.And then, I was there, I didn't slow down, I jumped and he caught me. Of course, he did.His arms wrapped around me, strong and sure, like he was built to hold me exactly like that.The force pushed him back a step, but he steadied us effortlessly, and his grip tightened around me.I clung to him, my arms locked around his shoulders,

Audrey's POV As we stepped out of the car and started walking towards the house, Logan's hand brushed lightly against my back, guiding me forward. “From now on, any text Matteo sends you, you show me,” he said casually. “Every single one?” I asked as I glanced at him. “Yes,” he said. His tone wasn't forceful, but it wasn't something I could argue with eitherit carried that quiet authority it always had – the kind that made it clear he expected to be obeyed without raising his voice. I studied his face for a moment, searching for any hint of doubt, but there was none. It was just certainty. “Alright,” I said finally. “Good,” he replied sharply. Before I could say anything else, a sound drifted from inside the house. It was soft at first, then it got clearer. It was Nia. Her laughter was bright, familiar, and unmistakable. My heart skipped as I heard that. Without realizing it, I started walking faster. Everything else faded into the background– the driveway, the house, even

Audrey's POV I didn't look away from Matteo as I smiled. It wasn't a soft smile, not one of warmth or hesitation. It was steady, deliberate, something I had learnt over the past weeks, something I had grown into.The kind of smile that said I was no longer the woman he used to control.For a second, just a second, I saw it. I saw fear. It flickered in his eyes before he masked it with that same arrogance he always wore like armor.“Evidence?” The judge repeated, adjusting his glasses as he leaned forward slightly.“Mrs. Romano, you are claiming to have proof of infidelity?” The judge asked further.My fingers tightened slightly around the small drive Logan had given me. Even now I didn't know everything inside it, but I trusted him completely.“Yes, your honour. I do,” I said calmly.The courtroom shifted. I could feel it, the quiet movement of curiosity, of anticipation. Even the reporters at the back leaned forward, pens and cameras ready.Matteo let out a dry laugh beside me.“Th