Alle Kapitel von Stop Appearing In My Dreams, Brother-In-Law: Kapitel 111 – Kapitel 117

​An hour later, Adrian called Elena into the living room. She was home today so they didn't need to wait long for her.​When the news was delivered, Elena froze. A profound, stunned confusion washed over her features as her gaze slowly shifted from Adrian's dark, unreadable face to Lisa, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa, looking small, pale, and thoroughly terrified.​"You're... pregnant?" Elena whispered, her voice breathlessly faint. She walked over and knelt in front of Lisa, taking her trembling hands. "Lisa... look at me. Do you want to keep this baby? If you don't want to, if this is too much, we can get rid of it. We can take care of it silently, and no one ever has to know."​Lisa shook her head rapidly, clutching Elena's hands back. "No! I don't want to get rid of the baby... I'm just... I'm so scared, Elena. It's my first time, and everything is moving so fast..."​A profound wave of pity and guilt crossed Elena's face. She squeezed Lisa's hands tightly, her eyes soft

Lisa didn't even feel guilty. Down deep beneath the exhaustion and the fear, a numb, hollow acceptance had taken root. She had known, with a chilling certainty, that he would find her. He always found her.​She didn't ask how he tracked her down. She didn't want to know if he had followed her phone, checked her location, or simply knew the only place left in the world she would run to. None of it mattered anymore.​Without a single word of resistance, Lisa slowly slid out of the wooden chair, letting her hands fall away from Ethan’s frantic, trembling grip.​"Lisa, no... please, don't—" Ethan choked out, his voice cracking as he reached for her, his eyes wide with absolute panic.​"I'm sorry, Ethan," Lisa whispered softly, her eyes dull and resigned as she looked down at him. "I'm so sorry."​She stepped away from the table and walked straight toward the dark silhouette waiting for her.​Adrian didn't say a word to her. He simply reached out, his large hand wrapping firmly around her

That evening, the grand estate of the Moreno's family looked less like a family home and more like an imposing fortress of glass and cold stone.​The dining room was bathed in the warm, artificial glow of a crystal chandelier, but the air inside was thick, suffocating, and dead silent.​Lisa sat near the foot of the long mahogany table, her knuckles white as she squeezed her napkin beneath the white linen tablecloth. She wore a high-collared, modest dress that Adrian had chosen for her—one that covered every dark, lingering mark he had left on her neck in the car hours prior. Beside her sat Elena, poised, pristine, and perfectly composed, cutting her steak with precise, silent strokes, as if she were simply attending a routine business dinner rather than endorsing her husband's second marriage.​At the head of the table sat the patriarch, Arthur Moreno. His sharp, gray eyes were framed by heavy brows, his presence alone commanding a terrifying weight that explained exactly where Adr

​The next day was a whirlwind.​They went out to select a wedding dress, and Elena came along without hesitation. Elena refused to miss the opportunity to help pick out her younger sister’s wedding gown, entirely unbothered by the fact that Lisa was marrying her own husband. All Elena cared about was making sure Lisa was happy and taken care of.​After trying on three different dresses, they all agreed on a magnificent gown—simple, clean, but exquisitely elegant.​That very evening, Lisa got dressed, her hair pinned up in soft, delicate curls. They drove to the quiet courthouse on the edge of town, where Adrian stood waiting at the small altar in a sharply tailored suit. In front of the official and with Elena as their sole witness, they signed the registry and spoke their vows.​Happily ever after... right?​Well, there was still the matter of school.​Because of Lisa's petite frame, the baby bump progressed very slowly. By the time her final semester got into full swing, her stomac