Todos los capítulos de My Twin Stole My Life And My Man: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Ariana's POVEthan’s face turned red, as if all the blood in his body had rushed to his face.“I am nothing like my father,” he growled.“Oh, but you are. You are his son,” my father said matter-of-factly.“I am not like my father!” he screamed.I was shocked. Everyone else, except for my father, old Madam Beaumont, and Jake, looked surprised as well. Even Blair was a bit surprised. It was now obvious that Ethan did not like his father. If he didn’t like his father so much, why did he use his father’s wealth to brag at me? That was the highest form of hypocrisy, in my own opinion.“If you say so,” my father said. “Don’t act like that next time.”“I will act how I want,” Ethan said, standing up from his seat. He sat, his teeth clattering with anger. “But don’t you say I act like my father. I am not him, and I’ll never be him.”“Sit down, Ethan,” my father said.“No, Uncle Thomas, you listen to me.”“Ethan,” my father thundered with so much authority now. “I said, sit down!”Ethan clenc

Ariana's povI was having such a hard time. Even though Blair and I weren’t the best of friends before, I was still trying to reconcile with her. The short period of time when we brainstormed together and thought about how to keep going out together was haunting me. Even how scared she sounded when I was kidnapped haunted me too.I tried everything I could. I wrote her letters. I sent her texts. I pleaded with her, but it only got her more aggravated. She blocked me from texting her. And she screamed at me each time I sent a text or a letter to her through her nanny or someone.Even Rachel was scared to go near her because she had threatened to have Rachel jailed for harassment if she continued to deliver my letters to her. Everything seemed to have doubled Blair’s spitefulness. Everywhere she went, she spat fire. And she had been doing worse things to Candice in school.Whenever I tried to intervene, she bullied me too because I was the target in the first place. For instance, in sch

Ariana's povI had quickly settled back in at home. Thankfully, our father didn’t learn of our little fight. If he had, there was no telling what he would have done. I was certain that Blair didn’t tell him because she didn’t want to take the blame for it. She was the one who had come to meet me, so she would definitely have been blamed for it.Had it been another situation, she would have definitely told him, probably if it happened in Beverly Hills or if I was the one who had gone to meet her, she would have made sure that our father learned of it. At least that was considerate of her.I hadn’t seen her since I got back yesterday. She stayed locked up in her room, and I wondered what happened between her and Jake after they left that day. It seemed like he probably scolded her, so she couldn’t even show her face.Or was she still so humiliated over the fact that I had defended the people from my former school? It would be nice if she learned her lesson. That way, everyone could live

Ariana's povWe were both shocked at that. This was not the right way to handle this, in my opinion, because Blair and I would tear each other apart if we should share the same room.I wanted to tell her that, but I knew that it was pointless. It would even make her want to do that more.“I am not sharing a room with her,” Blair said coldly.“Me neither,” I said. “I don’t wish to share a room with Blair. It’s not what I want.”“At this point,” Gwen said, “I don’t care about what you both want. What I care about now is for peace to reign between you both. You have to learn to love each other.”“And letting us share a room does not fix that,” Blair said.And for once that day, I agreed with her.“She’s right,” I said. “We are not sharing a room.”“You both will have to share the room eventually,” Father intervened. “No matter what you say, you’re not escaping the punishment that she has given to you. It’s only right for me to become stricter towards you both now, since you do not have t

Ariana’s povIt was the fifth day now, and we girls were not as mad at each other as we were in the first place. It seemed like Blair and I had come to an unspoken agreement that we could use the opportunity of being locked together in the room to plan our attack against Gwen rather than fight all the time.Surprisingly, it seemed to be working just fine. In fact, we were bonding more than we thought we ever could. Despite remembering everything Blair had said about our mother and how she had tried to shame my friends, I didn’t really mind.I just wanted us to get along well. I didn’t know what was going on in her own mind, but I thought that she was enjoying our little brainstorming moments when we would try to bring Gwen down. We had tried to come up with a plan several times to no avail.Blair would say something that would make a lot of sense, but it would only prove futile because it would not work against Gwen. So we were frustrated. We had almost given up on it when the opportu