All Chapters of Falling For The Wrong Kane: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Jonah POVThe drive felt longer than usual.When I walked into the Kane estate, Eleanor was waiting in the formal sitting room with my father. Neither of them looked pleased to see me.My father stood beside the fireplace with his hands behind his back, while Eleanor sat rigidly in one of the armchairs.“You've made quite a mess tonight,” my father said.“Wren was pushed into the pool.” I closed the door behind me.“We know what happened.” He frowned. “Then you know why I went after her.” I almost whistled. “You chose to make a spectacle of yourself in front of hundreds of people,” Eleanor replied.I stared at her.“Brooke slapped her! What was I supposed to do? If I had done nothing, the situation would have escalated, and then we will have more things to worry about.” I stood my ground. “Brooke's behaviour will be dealt with privately.” Eleanor's expression barely changed.“Of course it will.” I almost laughed.“Don't take that tone with us.” My father looked at me sharply. “Wha

Wren POVThe following afternoon, I stepped on campus with different thoughts wrapped around my head. I couldn't control what people posted online, and I couldn't stop anyone from talking about me, but I could control how much space I gave the news in my head. I had classes to attend, work to do and a scholarship I needed to protect. If others wanted to spend their time making my life difficult, they could do it without me helping them.I met my roommate at the student cafeteria during lunch, and for the first time in days, I managed to relax. The place was crowded with students from different departments, athletes coming in between practices and people who had apparently decided that the middle of the day was the perfect time to discuss the previous night's hockey game.We found an empty table near the windows, and I sat down while my roommate went to get our drinks.I had barely started eating when someone stopped beside the table.“Excuse me.” The familiar voice cut through the

Jonah POVThe Kane estate was already busy when I arrived.Brooke's parents were seated in the formal dining room with my parents, and the atmosphere was considerably warmer than I expected. “Good game last night, son. The team is looking strong this year.” Her father greeted me with a broad smile and clapped a hand against my shoulder as though we were already family.“Thanks.” I managed a smile. I took the seat beside Brooke, who leaned toward me with a smile that made me uneasy.“You will find out soon enough.” She grinned and I instantly felt irritated. “Find out what?” I looked at her, but she only smiled and reached for her glass.Dinner began with conversation about the hockey program, the team's upcoming schedule and the growing interest from scouts. Brooke's father spoke enthusiastically about the sponsorship commitments attached to the season, while my dad discussed the upcoming foundation events.I listened without saying much until Eleanor finally set down her glass.“

Jonah POVThe name Whitworth had been bothering me since dinner. I had heard it countless times over the years, usually attached to Brooke.The university's biggest boosters, or some expensive event where her father stood beside mine with a glass in his hand and a smile that never quite reached his eyes. I had never had a reason to care about him beyond what he represented: another wealthy man who belonged to the world that had always been closed to me.But something had changed after the engagement announcement.I couldn't stop thinking about the way both families had reacted when my father announced it. Nobody had looked surprised except me. Brooke's parents had behaved as though the decision had been made years ago, and my father had spoken about the engagement as though it were part of a plan that had existed long before I was dragged into Rhett's life.That night, after everyone had gone to bed, I remembered something my mother had said when I was younger.I had been about six

Jonah POVBy the time the formal dinner began, the ballroom had become even more crowded than it had been during the announcement.More guests had arrived after the engagement was confirmed, and the atmosphere had shifted from a foundation fundraiser into a full celebration of the Kane and Whitworth families. Music played from the stage while servers moved between the tables, champagne continued to flow, and photographers followed Brooke and me whenever we crossed the room.I stayed beside Brooke because that was what everyone expected. She, however was enjoying every second of it.Her parents had already introduced us to several important donors as though the wedding date had been set, while my father repeatedly reminded me to smile whenever a camera appeared. I played along, shaking hands and accepting congratulations from people who knew nothing about the man standing inside Rhett Kane's body.When the cake was brought into the room, another round of applause went through the bal