All Chapters of Once His Pawn, Now His Brother’s Obsession— Too Late, Ex!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Do Cousins Kiss?

OPHELIAThe Whitmores’Every single person in the city knew that name. Everyone knew I was married to Julius Whitmore, the charismatic CEO whose smile made every lady in the city swoon. I had what everyone called a perfect love story. Four years of marriage, a husband who adored me openly, supported me, and made even romance books look like child’s play. To everyone, I was the luckiest woman in the world.Truly, I was. That was until I caught my husband kissing his so-called cousin.Right after I’d donated blood to her child!“Hello. Did you see my husband?” I asked a nurse as I stepped out of my hospital ward.The nurse rushed to my side and, worriedly, held my arm. “Mrs Whitmore. You shouldn’t be out of bed so soon,” she said, concern laced in her voice. Then hesitating, she added. “I-I think Mr Whitmore went that way.” She pointed to the rooms on the other side. “I’m fine. I won’t go far.” Offering her a short smile, I began to walk in the direction, my eyes searching each roo

I Buried Her With My Own Hands.

OPHELIAMaternity match?My brows knitted together and I looked from Nova to the paper. When my eyes grew sore from staring blankly at the report, I again lifted my gaze to Nova who was staring at me with concern.“What is this?” I asked. “Whose is it?”“Ophelia.”“I don’t understand. Why are you giving me a DNA that doesn’t relate to me? It says maternal match here.”Nothing was adding up. “Calm down first, Ophelia.” I moved away when Nova tried to touch me. “What does Alia have to do with my late child?”My eyes glistened with tears as I looked at my best friend, waiting for an explanation, for a confirmation that it wasn’t what I was thinking. But Nova’s head lowered and her fingers bunched the side of her dress. Finally, she let out.“That’s the truth. You have a maternity match with Alia.”I stumbled to the bed and buried my face in my hands. Perhaps I was dreaming? Maybe I hadn’t woken up from the sleep I fell into after donating blood to the cute little child? Was this a

Ronan Throne

OPHELIASelena paused the moment her eyes fell on me. She looked from me to the child and before I could blink, she hurried toward us, shoved me out of the way, and bundled the child in a hug. “Alia, dear.”I grabbed the table to steady myself.“Oh, my child. Thank goodness you’re awake. I was almost scared to death.”“Mommy, where is…”The door opened again and this time, Julius stepped in. A fresh memory of the scene I’d witnessed only a few minutes ago flashed in my mind and I clutched the table tighter as my breath hitched. “Dad-Uncle,” Alia called, pulling away from Selena’s embrace.With a smile plastered on his face, he sauntered toward her and kissed her all over her face. “Little Alia is finally awake? Did you dream of little fairies while you were unconscious this time?”Selena wrapped a hand around his arm and leaned against him. “Yes, dearie. Why don’t you tell us what you saw this time?”“I saw fairies and even elves.”“Amazing,” he exclaimed. “How many did you see?”A

I Like You, Auntie Ophelia

OPHELIA Not a second passed before I pulled away and took a quick step away from him. “Mr Throne.” As always, my brother-in-law wore that same smug, unreadable expression. He said nothing. Instead, his eyes raked over my body slowly and deliberately, from my head to my toes. Then his gaze returned to mine. Dipping his hands into his pockets, he finally spoke “My brother is doing a terrible job with you, Mrs Whitmore. How frail.” I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze when it swept over me again in a way that made me wish the floor would open and swallow me whole. “Perhaps minding your own business would do you well?” I bit out, forcing my shaky legs to stabilize. The corner of his lips lifted slightly. “This,” he glanced around the hospital. “is my business.” Right. How had I forgotten? Aside from being the CEO of an automobile company and a dickhead, he was also the chairman of the Whitmore hospital. “Then minding your business properly would save more lives.” I sho

The Death Certificate Is Fake

OPHELIA“Mrs Whitmore, I’m sorry. This death certificate is fake.” The officer at the medical records department informed me.It was mid-morning, and I was standing at the medical records department of the same hospital where I’d lost my baby. Holding the very death certificate they'd issued then. I blinked once and then let out a small, disbelieving laugh.“Hmm, what do you mean fake? This was issued by the hospital itself.” I lengthened my smile. “Could you please check again?”The young officer shot me an annoyed glance before turning back to her computer, typing away on it. A minute later, she looked up again and repeated. “I’m sorry, the death certificate is fake.” She scrutinized the screen one more time. “There’s no one with the name Adilia Whitmore that was born or died in this hospital. Are you sure that certificate was issued here?” She looked at me weirdly like I was some mad woman with an imaginary dead child.I swallowed the lump in my throat. I remembered Julius handing

He’d Stolen My Daughter

OPHELIA Ronan’s brow lifted even further. He said nothing. For a minute, his brown eyes fixed on me as if trying to read my thoughts. I shifted uncomfortably. For some reason, this man unsettled me. Unlike his brother's golden retriever look of brown hair and blue eyes, he was like a dark monster lurking for his prey. From his dark eyes to the permanent scowl, he gives off the feeling that makes everyone turn in the opposite direction. I would've too, if what I needed wasn't so important. “You’re not my type,” the words rolled out of his mouth. Dressing like this…” he shot a glance toward my outfit. “won’t work for me.” My mouth dropped to the floor. “W-what?” I was utterly speechless. “You heard me.” I let out a disbelieving laugh, tugging my dress lower. “How confident of you to think I’d dress to impress you. I’ve always dressed like this.” “Not in these years?” “And that’s because…” I trailed off. This man was trying to pry answers from me. “Sit.” His voice was low

Taking My Power

OPHELIAAlthough my legs were weak from the truth I’d seen inside the office, I posed a confident walk as I stepped through the lobby of Ronan’s company. The stares of Ronan’s employees at me were heavy. They looked from me to their phones and then at me again. They must’ve seen today’s headline. Julius must have seen it too. Well, speak of the devil and he would appear. My phone buzzed loudly in my purse and I fished it out to see the caller ID. Julius.Surely, he’d seen the news that I was returning to acting after four years. For the first time since I got married, my identity was not linked to his. I wasn’t appearing in the headlines because of him. This time, it was solely me. Four years ago, I’d abandoned my career at its peak all because he was insecure that I worked with other men. Back then, I’d thought it was romantic. That he was simply being possessive of who he loved so much. I’d found his jealousy romantic. Only now I realize all he did was cage and limit me. I s

Why Aren’t You My Mommy?

OPHELIA I stepped away from Julius and looked around our living room. Almost everything was different. Instead of grey, the couches were now white. The middle glass table that my father had gifted me after our wedding was nowhere to be found. The walls were repainted and our wedding portraits? They were missing. The living room didn’t feel or look like the one I’d lived in for the past four years.“Don’t be angry, Ophelia,” Selena’s voice rang out behind me. “I-I thought you’d be okay with me changing a few things here and there.”“These are not a few things.”“It’s for the child’s sake,” her voice dripped with honey and she carried an apologetic look on her face. “You see, Alia had grown up in a bright and cheerful place. I-I wanted to make it feel like home to us.”Julius added. “Phil, she just wanted to be comfortable. I didn’t think to tell you because I thought you’d be fine with it.”“You thought I’d be fine with it?” Disbelief clouded my voice.I dug my teeth into my tongue t

Bad Job At Holding His Mask Up

OPHELIAMy heels clicked sharply against the marble floor as I stepped into my father’s company for the first time in years. Heads turned almost immediately. Right. I wanted it to be clear from the deliberate sway of my hips to my loud footsteps that I wasn’t just here for a visit this time. If I was returning, I sure as hell was returning as loudly as I left. “Mrs. Whitmore,” a voice stopped me before I could enter the elevator. I swirled around to find Anna, the head of the design team. She rushed toward me, her eyes filled with a mix of surprise and excitement.“Mrs. Whitmore. We saw the news.” Her eyes raked over my red three-piece suit before settling on me again. “Are you returning to the company as well?”“Anna. It’s been so long.”“Yes, Mrs. Whitmore. You look splendid.”“Thank you. Ophelia would do.” My expression softened. “And yes, I’m returning to the company.”She squealed out loud at my confirmation but quickly closed a hand around her mouth to compose herself.“I’m s

First, I Needed My Child Back!

OPHELIAAshford Valentino.That was my father. I didn’t wait another second. My legs instantly led me toward the elevator and out of the company. Even before I sank behind the steering wheel of my car, I’d begun dialing Nova’s number.“Phil, how did it go? You’re out of there?” Her voice rang from the other side.“Process my Pa’s hospital transfer immediately.”I heard her shuffle, as though she was rising from a bed. “Why? Did something go wrong?”“Just transfer him out of the city for now. It’s urgent. I’ll go see him once everything is over.”I let the phone down to my thigh once the call ended. What was Julius’s plan? Why had he mentioned my father?It turned out my husband was far more dangerous than I thought. Guilt pricked at my skin. I’d been so busy with my marriage that I’d forgotten about my father for the past months. As his only child, I couldn’t imagine how lonely he must be. But I couldn’t go to him now. My Pa had never supported my marriage with Julius. I remembere

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