Todos los capítulos de Divorced And Pampered; My Brothers Rule The World: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

ElenaI spent the morning arranging my new office and enjoying the warm sunlight filtering through the window. The Haven Wellness Center filled with a quiet and healing energy that felt miles away from the cold walls of the Kane estate. I aligned my pens on the desk and took a deep breath of the fresh air.“You are settling in fast,” A voice interrupted.I looked up and smiled as the lead therapist, Sarah, walked into the room carrying a stack of intake forms.“It is easy to settle into a place that actually wants you here,” I replied.“The patients will love you,” Sarah beamed and set the folders on my desk. “Your natural empathy shines right through, Elena. I can tell you have a genuine gift for this kind of work.”“Thank you for trusting me with them,” I said.“Just keep doing what you are doing,” Sarah encouraged and waved before heading back down the hall.I touched the cover of the top folder and let a real sense of professional pride settle in my chest. I finally had a space of

BiancaI sat in the back seat of Julian’s car and stared out the tinted window as the afternoon traffic dragged past us. My hands squeezed around my designer handbag while anger burned through my chest, making every breath feel sharp and heavy.My plan had been so simple and brilliant, yet it had collapsed right in front of me. I had walked into Julian’s office expecting him to drop everything, wrap his arms around me and offer the devotion I deserved, but instead he had treated me like a broken appliance that needed a professional repair.I grabbed my phone from my bag and dialed Clara’s number.“Did you get him to take you out for lunch?” Clara asked the moment she answered.“No, I did not,” I snapped, keeping my voice down so Liam would not hear me from the front seat. “He completely ignored me and booked an emergency therapy session for me instead.”“A therapy session?” Clara asked, her voice raising in disbelief. “Why would he do that?”“Because I told him my grief and pregnancy

ElenaBianca slapped both her hands flat against the top of my desk with the sharp smack echoed in the small room and rattling the pens I had carefully aligned earlier.“You are using this job to get back at me,” Bianca hissed, leaning over the desk to glare into my face. “You think you can play doctor and diagnose me just to get petty revenge for your failed marriage. You orchestrated this whole setup.”I leaned back in my chair and folded my hands over her intake file, refusing to match her frantic energy.“Your marriage and mine are separate issues, Bianca, and no one forced you to book an appointment here. You use your pregnancy and your exaggerated grief as tools of emotional control. You manufacture these health crises because you deeply fear Julian will discard you the second you become inconvenient to his daily routine.”“You know nothing about us!” Bianca screamed. She snatched her handbag off the floor and clutched it against her chest like a shield. “You are just jealous be

JulianI stared out the window of my car, watching the city blur past with my fingers digging into the armrest while an ache settled deep in my chest. I missed Elena.The silence of our empty house gnawed at me every night with the reality of her absence feeling like a wound I refused to acknowledge aloud. My pride demanded that I drag her back by force and crush whoever dared to fund her escape but a sudden realization shifted my perspective.If I attacked her mysterious investors and forced her hand through intimidation, she would only despise me more. I wanted her to return to me willingly. I needed her to walk back through my front door on her own two feet, admitting she made a mistake.“Turn the car around,” I ordered.“Sir?” my driver asked, glancing into the rearview mirror.“Cancel the pursuit and head back to the office,” I instructed him, reaching for my phone to send a quick message to my security team. “Revoke the bounty. We are standing down for now.”The driver nodded, m

Elena’s POV"Not beige," Tracy said, holding up the midnight blue. "Never beige again."I sighed, but I could feel my lips twitching. "I don't need anything fancy. It's just a colleague's birthday.""Which colleague?" Tracy asked, unzipping the dress. She looked at me expectantly."Not today," I said, shifting my weight.Tracy stared at me for a moment, then zipped me into the dress.Tracy loosened the waist without being asked, running her hands along the sides. "Looser," she said. "You said so last time."My hand rested on my stomach for a second, but neither of us commented."Borrowed," Tracy said, handing me her small diamond studs. "Bring them back with a story."I slipped the earrings on. "I'll try," I promised.Downstairs, Bellamy was waiting by the door. He took in the dress, then my face. "Call if you need a car," he said."I'll take a taxi," I replied. He nodded once and opened the door for me.I could see the taxi lights outside the gates. I walked slowly, ignoring the urge