Alle Kapitel von Married to my Ex’s Brother: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

Cleo Lexi seemed to notice the change in my expression. Her face softened, and she gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “Hey. Damian is an asshole, and you deserve so much better than him. Okay?” A small smile tugged at my lips. “Yeah. I know.” My smile faltered slightly as I reached for my apple juice. “There’s something else, though.” Lexi picked up her sandwich, eyeing me curiously. “Okay, what is it?” I hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Damian and Serena are engaged.” She nearly dropped her sandwich. “WHAT?” She stared at me, wide-eyed. “You mean your ex, Damian, and our friend Serena?” “Yeah.” I nodded. “He brought her to the family dinner. I was just as shocked to see them together.” “That sly bitch!” Lexi slapped her palm against the table, making the cutlery rattle. I glanced around, embarrassed, but she didn’t seem to care. “Lexi, it’s fine.” “No, it’s not fine!” Her expression twisted with indignation. “She knew what you went through after he broke up with you, a

Cleo “Okay,” I nodded. She asked whether I’d experienced any abdominal pain or vaginal bleeding, and if I’d had any dizziness or other unusual symptoms. I answered each question as honestly as I could. Fortunately, apart from the occasional nausea and fatigue, I hadn’t experienced anything concerning. “Since you are around nine weeks along, we can often see the embryo and detect cardiac activity clearly,” Dr. Palmer explained, clicking a few notes into her tablet. “Sometimes, an abdominal ultrasound gives us a clear enough view. If it doesn’t, we may recommend a transvaginal scan to get a closer look.” I nodded, trying to take everything in. Xavier, who had been listening attentively from his chair, leaned forward slightly. “And that would be completely safe for the baby?” “Yes,” she said, her tone warm and reassuring. “Ultrasound uses high-frequency sound waves rather than radiation. A transvaginal ultrasound is standard practice in early pregnancy and perfectly safe for both mo

CleoI stopped, my fingers tightening around my keys until the metal bit into my palm. Slowly, I turned back to face him.“You don’t get to tell me what to do, Damian. Not after everything you put me through.”His expression hardened, his eyes narrowing into cold slits. “Tell me something, Cleo. Did you plan all of this?”“Excuse me?”“We break up, and suddenly I’m seeing you all over the internet, looking cozy with my half-brother. And now you’re what—pregnant?” His face twisted with disgust at the word.A sharp, bitter laugh broke from my throat. “You broke up with me, remember?” I said, pointing between us. “And you, of all people, have absolutely no right to lecture me on morality, considering you got engaged to my friend barely two months after we broke up. At least when I met Xavier, I had no idea you two were even related.”“You really expect me to believe that?”“Believe whatever you want, Damian. It doesn't make a difference to me.” I turned my back on him, facing the door. “N

CleoTurning off the hallway light, I made my way back to my bedroom and slipped beneath the covers. I tried desperately not to think about Xavier or the way he could make my heart flutter with just a single touch. I closed my eyes against the darkness and eventually drifted off to sleep.The next morning, I got up and went to work, doing my best to block out the events of the previous night.Xavier was incredibly attentive throughout the week. He called constantly to check up on me and stopped by my apartment a few times to drop off groceries and other basic necessities. Each time, I reminded myself that he was only doing it out of a sense of responsibility, not because he genuinely cared about me. On a brighter note, I hadn’t seen or heard from Damian since that night, which was a massive relief.Still, I spent the better part of the week completely consumed by the thought of Friday's dinner with my parents. The closer it got, the more nervous I became.On Friday morning, my mom sto

Cleo“Pregnant?” Mom asked, her voice cracking with shock.“Yes,” I answered softly.The room fell completely silent. I kept looking back and forth between them, waiting for someone to say something—anything. But neither of them did. Mom looked as though she was struggling to put her thoughts into words, while Dad’s expression had become impossible to read.A loud, piercing beep from the kitchen suddenly shattered the heavy silence.“Oh, the chicken!” Mom gasped. “I’ll be right back.”She hurriedly stood from her seat and practically raced toward the kitchen.The living room fell right back into a suffocating quiet. Dad didn’t say a word. His intense gaze simply moved between Xavier and me, making the silence even more uncomfortable.“Cleo, come help me set the table,” Mom called from the dining room, cutting through the awkward silence.“I’m coming,” I called back loudly enough for her to hear me.I glanced between Xavier and Dad before offering Xavier a small, reassuring look. Then