Todos los capítulos de Wife on Paper, Enemy in Bed: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Aaron descended the stairs step by step, his gaze fixed on the phone as he slowly looked through the pictures.He stared at the first picture for several seconds.Then he scrolled.The second picture — Daniel kissing her temple while she laughed. The third — her asleep on Daniel's chest, she looked peaceful.His chest tightened.His thumb hovered over the screen. He wanted to throw the phone. He wanted to pretend he didn't see it.He locked it instead and placed it back in her bag, continuing up the stairs until he entered the room.Immediately, Montserrat jumped out of bed and hurried toward him. "What took you so long?""I'm sorry. I thought I was Superman with the way I was carrying everything on one arm." Aaron placed the jug on the bedside table and passed her a glass of water. He tried to hide the tension in his face."That was refreshing." She returned the glass to him as he set it aside on the nightstand. She moved closer and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face again

Aaron drove into the gates, and he didn't hit the brakes.Alejandro stood by the entrance, waiting for him. Aaron drove harder, the car heading straight toward him. Alejandro remained unmoved until the last second, when Aaron finally slammed on the brakes.He jumped out of the car with a bang, his face tight with anger, nostrils flaring as he stared at his father."How the fuck did you know enough to call on back up?!""Should that be the first thing you are supposed to ask me? How dare you, Aaron," Alejandro's voice was low and furious, both men breathing hard as they stared deep into each other's eyes."For your foolish games, I almost died. Aren't you fucking tired of this bullshit all the time?""I wasn't going to lose my only son. I had it covered.""Had it covered?" Aaron let out a bitter laugh. "Can you say the same thing about Mum? You also thought you had her covered, didn't you?""Aaron!""What?" Aaron challenged, stepping closer. "Go ahead, beat me! Slap me! It's what you d

Montserrat stood outside of her family's house, pacing around, her mind reeling from everything her father had just said.She hadn't easily taken the truth of her brother's death in. She didn't fully process the gravity of the revelation. It wasn't that she didn't understand, she feared if she did, she would regret having to choose Aaron in that situation.She held her chest, trying to make sense of everything. Worse of all, she wasn't going to be able to ignore the truth anymore. Her brother had died because of the Martinez family, it could affect Aaron too, and she's worried that it would affect him greatly because his mother was involved. It didn't only matter that she had lost her brother; Aaron had lost his mother, and her family was now being accused of being responsible for her brother's death. The whole situation was a complete mess."Hey," Camille called from behind her, "Can we leave?"Montserrat turned to look at her, "Can we go another day? My heart is heavy, there is some

Montserrat sank into her seat, watching his car disappear through the rain. Her heart was beating so fast she could barely control it. She pressed a hand against her chest as though she could force it to slow down, but it did nothing.She took a quiet breath, refusing to beat herself up for rejecting his offer to take her. If it had been a random stranger, she would have willingly accepted the help. Anything would have been better than accepting it from him.Still, it hurt that he hadn't even tried to convince her. She had really thought he would.She lowered her head, staring at her hands in her lap.For well over five minutes her head was down before a knock sounded against her window.Montserrat raised her head.Aaron knocked again.She hesitated before winding the window down slightly."The rain is quite heavy and won't be stopping any time soon, I can drop you off--""You don't have to.""Mon,""Please don't call me that." She said sharply, her voice trembling despite her attempt

“Hey,” Montserrat said, forcing some enthusiasm into her voice. “Is everybody in?”Sabrina stood in the doorway and immediately smiled.“Yeah, they all came in a while ago.”Montserrat hesitated. “Are they going to be okay with me being here?”Sabrina's smile softened. “Mon, it's fine.”“I feel really bad about the last time we all gathered together. I should have allowed you guys to argue it out instead of being a big baby and kicking you guys out, then—”Sabrina reached for her hands.“Stop. Seriously. We all understand why it happened. Camille and I weren't on the same page, and we started arguing in front of you instead of actually listening to each other. It was stupid.”Montserrat looked at her apologetically.“I'm really sorry.”“I know.”Sabrina squeezed her hands before stepping aside.“Come in.”Montserrat entered the apartment.Sabrina's home was small, almost the size of a single compact apartment, with a narrow living room that opened directly into a tiny dining area. The