All Chapters of Rejected Plus-Size Wife, Claimed by My Husband’s Brother: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Audrey's POVThe drive home was quiet. It was not awkward, not angry…Just quiet.The kind of silence that settles between two people after their entire world has shifted.I sat in the passenger seat staring out the window while Los Angeles glowed beneath the night sky.The city looked the same, the roads were the same, the traffic was the same. Yet somehow everything felt different. I had been Audrey Williams, later Audrey Hepburn, as a divorced woman, then a single mother, and the founder of LovePlus and Logan's contract wife.Now? Now I didn't know who I was. I kept hearing John's voice. “We believe you're our daughter.”The words echoed over and over again. Each time sounding more impossible, each time sounding more real.I glanced at Logan. His eyes remained fixed on the road. He looked too calm.I knew him well enough to know it was an act. The tightness in his jaw gave him away. He was worried about me, about what came next, about everything. I appreciated that he wasn't forcin

Audrey's POVMy entire body went rigid. Across the table, Logan immediately noticed. His expression darkened as soon as he saw my face."What?" he asked quietly.I lifted a hand, signaling him to wait. Matteo was still on the line."I don't know what you're talking about," I said carefully."You always did that,” he said. His chuckle made my skin crawl."Did what?" I asked, looking irritated."Pretend not to understand when something makes you uncomfortable,” he replied and I gritted my teeth.Six months ago, that tone would have made me panic. Now it mostly annoyed me."What do you want, Matteo?" I asked.He was silent for a second, then he sighed."I wanted to hear your voice,” he replied.I almost laughed. The audacity was unbelievable."You cheated on me for years,” I said and paused."You humiliated me,” I continued and he was silent."You destroyed our marriage,” I said.A longer pause followed. When he spoke again, his voice was lower."I know,” he muttered.The simple admissio

Audrey's POVI didn't remember leaving the Hargrove estate.One moment I was staring at a photograph of a little girl with my eyes, and the next I was sitting in Logan's car as Los Angeles blurred past the windows.The silence between us wasn't uncomfortable. It was protective, like Logan knew my mind was already carrying more than it could handle.He wasn't trying to fix anything, he was simply there. My fingers remained curled around the edge of the photo album Elena had insisted I keep.I hadn't opened it again. I wasn't sure I could. The image of that little girl was already burned into my memory.“Amelia.” The name ran through my head. Amelia Hargrove. The missing daughter, the child stolen twenty-five years ago, and that child was me.The thought still felt weird. I turned toward the window. The lights from the environment reflected against the glass."What if they're wrong?" I asked.My voice sounded low and Logan glanced at me briefly."The DNA test isn't wrong,” he replied an

Matteo's POVI hated silence. Not ordinary silence, not the kind that settled over a room after a meeting ended.I hated the silence that came when people stopped fearing you, the silence that came when people stopped caring what you thought, the silence that came when you were losing.My office had become filled with that kind of silence. I stood beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at the Los Angeles skyline while my untouched whiskey sat on the desk behind me.Six months ago, this city had felt different. Six months ago, I had everything.I had company, influence, reputation, and a wife. Now every headline seemed determined to remind me how much had changed.I wasn't stupid enough to blame everything on Logan. Not anymore.For months, I had done exactly that. It was easier. Easier than admitting I had created half of my own problems.Easier than admitting I had spent years destroying the one person who had actually loved me.My jaw tightened. I wasn't going down that road a

Audrey's POVSomething had happened. I knew it the moment I looked at John and Elena.Neither of them looked as emotional as they had during our previous conversations. Neither looked hopeful. They looked worried, very worried.The entire office had gone silent. Employees were pretending to work while very obviously listening, Kimmie noticed it too."Conference room," Kimmie said smoothly and I silently thanked her.Within minutes, we were seated inside a private conference room overlooking downtown Los Angeles.The glass walls automatically frosted for privacy. The moment they did, John exhaled heavily. I didn't like that, not one bit."What happened?" I asked.Nobody wasted time with small talk. John slid a folder across the table and my stomach immediately tightened.I hated folders. Every major revelation in my life seemed to arrive inside one.I finally opened it, and there were news articles, blog posts, screenshots, social media posts, and discussion forums.The further I looke