All Chapters of DIVORCED, I RETURNED TO MY POWERFUL BROTHERS.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21

(Rebecca’s POV…)‎“I've missed this,” I sighed aloud to myself, a fond smile licking across my lips as years of memories came rushing back.The night breeze rode deliciously through my hair, caressing my face gently as it traveled by. I was standing out in the elevated garden, a balcony on the last floor of the house where my father grew tulips and white roses. My mother had first loved the practice of growing flowers and grew only roses, but following her death, my father added the tulips because they brought a “dark and moody but sweet fragrance” to the garden. He'd tended to the place himself ever since.“Boo!”I jumped with a frightened yelp as someone leaped up behind me.“Vance!”He flung back his head and laughed, a hearty sound that seemed to be filled with all the love and warmth he'd missed out on showing me for three years. “You haven't changed a bit, have you?” I smiled, tucking a loc of my hair behind my ear.“And you're still a scaredy little princess,” he chuckled as

Last Updated : 2026-08-26

Chapter Twenty-two

(Rebecca's POV)A little later, I walked up to my old room and for an eternity, my hand hovered over the door knob in hesitation. I couldn’t quite describe the feeling, but entering into the room felt like desecrating a memory that had stood in place.I drew in a long breath and exhaled afterwards, steeling myself to confront the past I’d betrayed. I held my breath in surprise as I stepped into the room eventually. My eyes swept over every single corner of the room that held all my childhood memories, all the stories that had led up to the moment I made up my mind to desert my family like none of them mattered. My old bed was still made like it was on the day I’d left. My legs moved out of muscle memory, carrying the weight of my guilt until I collapsed on the lush comfort of my bed, surrounded by a waiting army of stuffed toys of different sizes.I reached out for one, a medium-sized, red teddy bear, and picked it up. My nose instantly caught a whiff of the old shampoo I’d used on th

Last Updated : 2026-08-26

Chapter Twenty-three

(Jason’s POV…)I picked up my phone for the millionth time, and my fingers made a beeline for Rebecca’s contact. It seemed to be all I could do ever since the airport incident. I’d checked her social media accounts more times in the past few days than I had in the entire time she was married to me.In a mix of anger and frustration, I flung my phone down on the poolside recliner where I was sitting. The Airbnb apartment we’d rented came with a rooftop infinity pool hanging out over the ocean like a portal to the vast depths below. But even the grandeur of that didn’t soothe the anger that was stirring up inside me. I felt angry for a lot of reasons, but most especially, I was angry at myself. I loathed myself for being bothered by Rebecca’s decision to ignore me. Her decision to try and attempt to have a life without me. To disappear.I picked up the phone out of habit again without realizing but still there was no message from her.Arabella on the other hand seemed oblivious to the

Last Updated : 2026-08-27

Chapter Twenty-four

Vance's POV…‎I punched a few buttons on the treadmill and began running at a faster pace. A smile flashed across my face as I imagined Rebecca would run down the stairs and through the doors of the indoors private gym, my little gift in her hands as she squealed in excitement.“Oh heavens,” I let out a long exhale as memories of our childhood came flooding back. She and I had built quite the bond growing up because we were the two youngest of the other kids our parents had. I'd been so attached to my mother growing up because for a while, I was the youngest child. Until Becca came along. And even after our mother died, I saw her everyday through Rebecca's eyes. So she held a special place in my heart.“Did you ask for anything, Master Vance?” the housekeeper waiting on me by the side stepped forward with a bottle of water.“No, Fredrick. I was just thinking about my baby sister. I got her a gift, you know. And knowing her, I bet she's gonna come running through that door in five, fo

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Chapter Twenty-five

Rebecca’s POV… ‎ Our trip to the jewellery shop was short-lived, thanks to a change in the weather. “Trust the island gods to shower us with unwanted rain in the middle of a summer outing,” Vance sighed as he held an umbrella over my head while we walked over to the car. “Island gods, huh?” I chuckled. “Of course! Crazy old cloud mummies and daddies whose tears are soaking the ground beneath us now. The gods sure are crazy,” he joked. “Vinny, I've got more clothes than I need to start a mini-retail clothing line, and a few boxfulls of jewellery, all thanks to you. That's more than enough. Really,” I smiled at him. “What was that? I think the breeze whispered something in my ear, snowflake,” he playfully feigned confusion as he joined me in the backseat of the car. “This is all nothing. I promise you, Becca. We've only just begun.” “Thank you,” I gave his hand a grateful squeeze. He pulled me in to his side, patting my head gently as he let me rest against his shoulder. As t

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter Twenty six

Rebecca's POV While they were still trying to get me up the steps, the deep hum of Henry's sports car filled the air, causing everyone to pause and turn around, myself included.“What's wrong? Why are you holding her up?” he asked, walking up to us simultaneously.“I-I really am fine,” I muttered weakly, forcing a little smile on my face. But the effort made the sides of my head sting like there were a dozen million pins pushing their way out of my skin. My smile ended up looking like an awkward grimace.“Not like that, you're not,” Vance sighed worriedly and gently plucked my weak form into his arms. “Get her purse from the car,” he nodded to Henry and began walking up to the entrance of the house.“I'll go get her some aspirin and water,” William offered as he ran ahead of us. “I know a terrible headache when I see one, trust me.”I winced at the slightest bounce in movement, burying my face into Vance's neck to hide my eyes from the light. My arms were hanging around Vance's neck

Last Updated : 2026-09-02

Chapter Twenty-seven

Rebecca's POV…‎My eyes fluttered open but I shut them almost immediately as the first rays of the morning light filtered into the room through the partings in the window blinds. I paused to feel the headache in my head but heaved a sigh of relief when I couldn't find any pain.In fact, I felt better. A lot better.I pulled my legs down to the floor and walked over to the bathroom with a spring to my steps. I couldn't shake off the genuine smile stretching across my lips as I prepared to head downstairs for breakfast.“There she is. The princess of this old stone castle finally decides to grace us with her gracious presence,” Vance teased from the dining table, his pearly white teeth sparkling in a boyish grin.“Are we still playing Princess and handservant?" I giggled with a little shake of my head. I walked down the winding stairs, feeling warm in my heart at the sight of my family waiting at the dining table for me.“It's Princess and her overly dotting big brother now, missy,” Va

Last Updated : 2026-09-03

Chapter Twenty-eight

Jason's POV…“Daddy! I want a beach ball!” Elliot cried, his tiny voice ringing shrilly though the sea spiced air on the beach.I forced my lips into a tight smile, hanging on to the small that came with being called “daddy” by Arabella's kid. It's only a matter of time now, I thought to myself, counting down the moments until he finally started treating me as more than just a source of gifts and fancy things. For reasons I couldn't explain, he seemed to have picked that up. Could it have been something Arabella told him?Okay, Jason. You're thinking too much, I caught myself.I couldn't have stayed silent for long anyway, not with Elliot pulling wildly at the scruff of my long sleeved shirt.“Can we get him the beach ball, Jason?” Arabella sighed, briefly taking her eyes off her phone.I opened my mouth to say something about the request, especially because the beach ball in question was twice as big as the regular one, something better suited to bigger children or even adults. But I

Last Updated : 2026-09-04

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Jason's POV...I cut her short abruptly, my head filling with anger. “I'll call you back in twenty minutes. If I have to wait longer than a second after the first ring for an answer we'll be talking with HR for your replacement.”I ended the call with a furious click on my screen and turned around to leave, one hand clutching Elliot tightly while the other threatened to squeeze my phone into a mess of electronic panels and silicon dust. Elliot struggled to keep the giant beach ball in his tiny grasp as it threatened to fall off to the ground.Thankfully, it managed to stay until we got to the little umbrella where Arabella was waiting.“Mommy! Mommy, see!” Elliot squirmed excitedly in my arms, moving around as he tried to get down from my hold even before I got close to where his mother was.“I've gotta go check on something back at the apartment,” I said, bending to drop Elliot down in the empty recliner beside her. Arabella flashed me a displeased frown. “What do you mean, Jason? I

Last Updated : 2026-09-04

Chapter Thirty

Jason's POV…“Jason? Are you still asleep? God! You're sleeping like a fucking log of wood,” Arabella grunted beside me.“I'm awake, Bella. I'm wide awake,” I sighed and turned to the side. It was only a few hours till morning and I'd barely slept a wink, all thanks to Arabella's whining. She made it a point of duty to present me with all the facts to convince me against returning to Detroit.“You know it's not cool to keep moving about with Elliot…”“You know I get sick on planes…”When she hit me with that line, I gave her a very modest and logical proposition. Money wasn't the issue.“I'll rent a whole ship if that makes you feel better, Bella…”Of course she wouldn't have any of it. And I wasn't ready to indulge her either.“Well if you're up why won't you just say something when I speak to you?” Arabella cut into my thoughts, the singsong pitch of her voice grating on the insides of my ears.“You do realise it's still four in the morning, Arabella?” I pointed out, my voice calm a

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