Lahat ng Kabanata ng BETRAYED BY MY HUSBAND, LOVED BY HIS BROTHER : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

The next morning Kendra stood in front of the tall mirror in her big expensive closet, fastening the last button of the denim shorts-skirt jumpsuit she had chosen without thinking. The fabric sat close at the waist and flared a little at the thighs; it felt like something she would have worn on an ordinary day, before everything broke her. She picked up her comb and drew it through her hair, slow strokes from root to end.Combing her hair alone did it, it brought back memories she didn't want anymore. Knox used to stand behind her sometimes and take the comb from her hands, teasing that she rushed the ends. Fate didn't give time to make more of those small, ordinary things. She wanted more. That last afternoon, the one that ended in twisted metal and sirens, she said it out loud.“I want us to create more memories,” she told him. “Take pictures. Claim each other. Be together.”Knox looked at her like the words were already a vow. “I want us to do everything and be together forev

Kendra sat on the driver’s seat in her car later that afternoon, the thick folder Elena had brought still warm from the house. She set her handbag on the passenger seat and sat for a moment with both hands on the wheel, staring through the windscreen at the long driveway. Emily has not appeared once. Not at breakfast, not in the hallway, not even a quick text.She reached into the bag, pulled out her phone, and dialed Emily’s number. It rang once and went straight to the switched-off message. She tried again and it's the same result.“Emily’s number is switched off,” she whispered. “So strange.”She scrolled to Mrs Green’s contact and pressed call. The older woman answered on the second ring.“Aunt, please...is Emily at your place?”“No, darling. I haven’t seen her all day. Hope everything is fine with the both of you.”“Yeah...yeah.” Kendra hung up before Mrs Green could ask more. The empty mansion, the sudden forgiveness from her grandmother, Emily is nowhere to be found—everythi

They left the building on the outskirts of Hart just as the late afternoon light began to soften over the city’s edges. The air outside still carried the faint metallic scent of the old warehouses and the distant hum of traffic from the main roads leading back toward the centre. Langston left first, shoulders hunched, driving down a side street toward whatever temporary safety he still had left. Kendra stayed close to Knox, her hand tucked carefully under his arm as they moved toward the car waiting for them. She kept glancing at him the way someone checks a wound that hasn’t fully closed, afraid it might open again if she looked away too long.Emily left with Sean.She didn’t have another choice, going back to the mansion was impossible. The thought of walking through those polished halls and facing her grandmother again made her stomach turn. So she followed Sean without a word, climbed into the passenger seat of his car, and stared straight ahead while he started the engine a

Kendra leaned into him, the bracelet still closed in her fist, the keys cool against her palm. Outside, the last light of the afternoon slipped behind the hills of Hart, leaving the private house wrapped in early evening quiet.Kendra stayed in his arms longer than she meant to. The bracelet was still closed tightly in one hand, the keys resting against her palm, but neither of them moved to put the gifts aside. Knox’s heartbeat was steady under her cheek, slower than it had been in the warehouse, yet strong enough that she could feel it through the thin fabric of his shirt. She closed her eyes and simply breathed him in his cologne. “You changed your perfume?” She asked.“No, I had to use this one,” he smiled, so she knows what he smells like. “Do you like this scent?” “Anyone that makes you comfortable, I don't mind.”When she finally tilted her face up, Knox was already looking at her. His eyes were softer than they had been all day, the sharp edges of worry and anger smoothe

The door opened. Knox walked inside, carrying a tray of coffee and toast.Kendra turned to look at him. Her cheeks warmed.“I prepared breakfast, you should eat before you go anywhere.” He said. “Miss Reens, at your service.”Kendra smiled. She watched him place the tray on the small table in the room. Then she walked over to him and hugged him tightly.Knox smiled and hugged her back, his hands wrapping around her waist again.His phone rang in his pocket and he broke the hug.“Hey, let me quickly…”Kendra pouted her lips sadly. He sighed with a small smile.“I’m yours, okay? And you’re way more important than anything in my life.” He cupped her cheeks in his palms.Though his phone was still ringing.Kendra bit her lip, staring into his eyes.“I love you so much, baby.” He whispered and kissed her forehead.“Fine, answer your phone call.” She agreed and walked over to the table to have her breakfast.Knox brought out his phone and checked the screen. It was an unknown number.He wal