All Chapters of My Toxic Trait Is Being Fat: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

### RolandThe gates finally swung open after what felt like an eternity of waiting.I gave the guards one last hard look before motioning for the driver to proceed. The three SUVs rolled into Blackstone, passing through the entrance and into the expansive courtyard.I had barely stepped out of the lead vehicle when I spotted him.Ryker stood in the middle of the courtyard, his hands tucked into the pockets of his trousers, his expression dark. Unlike the last time we crossed paths, he had no entourage surrounding him. He was alone, and judging by the look on his face, he had been waiting for me.Wonderful.I straightened my jacket and walked towards him, Adrian following a few steps behind.Ryker's eyes swept over me with open disdain."What's this now, Roland?" he demanded. "Have you come to cause another scene? What do you want this time?"I stopped a few feet away from him."Don't flatter yourself. I'm not here for you."His mouth twisted into a humorless smile. "Then y

### Roland After watching Sincerely touch Ryker with the very same hands that had once reached for me, I could no longer contain my irritation. Ryker leaned into her touch without hesitation, looking entirely comfortable with the attention she gave him. He even seemed to enjoy it, as though having her fuss over his bruised cheek was a privilege he had every intention of keeping. I cleared my throat, the sound sharp and abrasive in the quiet courtyard. "Well, I'm still here, in case either of you has forgotten." Sincerely glanced up at me, her expression entirely unimpressed. "Then you can wait." I stared at her. "Excuse me?" "You heard me, Roland." She turned right back to Ryker, settling comfortably beside him on the wooden bench. "We were in the middle of something." "Something?" I repeated, my tone dripping with disbelief. "You mean fussing over a bruised cheek?" Ryker chuckled under his breath, which only sent a fresh spike of fury straight through my chest. Si

### SincerelyFor three terrifying seconds, Ryker just stood there under the weight of my embrace, his breath hitching against my neck. Then, with a ragged exhaled gasp, his arms crushed me against him. He pulled me so tight I couldn't tell where my heartbeat stopped and his began.“Don’t do that to me ever again, Sin,” he whispered, his voice buried in my hair, rough and broken. “Don’t leave me out in the cold and then expect me not to freeze. Please”“I’m sorry,” I sobbed, clutching the back of his shirt, my fingers digging into the fabric. “I’m so sorry, Ryker. I was stupid. I was confused about how someone could be so monsterous, but it wasn't about wanting him. It was never about wanting him.”He didn't answer with words. He just pulled back slightly, his large, calloused hands framing my face. His thumbs wiped away the heat of my tears, though his own were still falling, catching the soft light of the room.“You care because you have a heart, Sincerely,” he said softly, his

### BiancaThe silence in the locked suite was suffocating.I paced the rug, my palms clammy as my mind raced through every possible escape. I needed to reach Vance. He was our only chance.When Sincerely and Ryker had briefly allowed me to have a monitored visit with my mother before I was returned to Mooncrest, she had leaned close, her voice barely above a whisper.“Find Vance. Everything is arranged. There’s a boat waiting offshore near the Blackstone border. Vance has the forged IDs, the disguises, everything we need to slip in as members of Blackstone and disappear before Roland can find us.”Those words had been the only thing keeping me sane.But now, trapped behind these locked doors, I couldn’t stop wondering whether Vance was still waiting for us or had abandoned the plan altogether. I hadn’t heard from him since my mother and I were arrested. What if something had happened to him? What if he’d been caught?The heavy brass lock suddenly clicked.My entire body stiff

### SincerelyI turned sharply toward Ryker, expecting to see the same shock and surprise written across his features.He didn't look surprised at all.Ryker stood with his arms folded across his broad chest, his jaw set, his dark eyes entirely unbothered by the news. He looked like a man listening to a report he had memorized hours ago.My brow furrowed as a sudden, sickening realization hit me. I stepped away from Vance and faced my husband directly.“Ryker?” I whispered, searching his face. “Did you hear what Dr. Vance just said?”Ryker looked at me, a subtle, heavy sigh escaping his chest as he realized the truth was out.“Yes, I did. But I already knew.”“You knew?” My voice pitched higher, a sharp spike of betrayal slicing through the morning air. “How could you possibly know about an execution happening in another pack?”“Do you remember the morning you were so gloomy?” he asked softly, taking a half-step closer. “The morning after Roland opened fire on the protesters,