Todos los capítulos de Married To My Enemy’s Brother : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

I make exactly three mistakes the morning after my marriage ends.The first is checking my phone. I know I shouldn’t.I know whatever is waiting for me on that screen isn’t going to make yesterday disappear.Still, I reach for it anyway.The room is quiet except for the low hum of an old air conditioner that sounds like it’s fighting to stay alive.For a second, I don’t remember where I am.Then the smell hits me. Cheap detergent. Dust.Coffee from somewhere down the hallway.Not home. Nothing about this place belongs to me.I sit up too fast, and my neck protests.The motel bed isn’t much better than a slab of wood.I slept in my clothes. At least… I think I slept.It felt more like drifting in and out of nightmares.I rub my eyes and stare at the phone in my hand.Thirty-one missed calls. Unknown numbers. News outlets. Entertainment blogs. One voicemail.I don’t listen to it.Whatever happened after I walked out of that house has already become somebody else’s headline.I don’t have

The last person I expected to hear after losing everything was the man Ryan had spent our entire marriage trying to beat.Eva Hart? I stopped walking.The voice on the phone was deep, controlled, and strangely familiar. Yes?”This is Damian Knight. My fingers tightened around the phone. I knew the name.Everyone did.Damian Knight wasn’t just another member of the Knight family. He was the cousin Ryan couldn’t stand talking about without finding some reason to change the subject.Three years ago, a business magazine had called Damian one of the youngest self-made multibillionaires in the country.Ryan had thrown the magazine across our breakfast table.I remembered it clearly. Self-made.He’d laughed at the word.“Let’s see how self-made he is when the family stops opening doors for him.”I thought he was joking. Apparently, he hadn’t been. Why are you calling me?”I heard about the divorce. I let out a humorless laugh. Apparently everyone has.”I also heard what Ryan did with the acc

The signature at the bottom of that page looked like mine, but I had no memory of giving Ryan permission to destroy my life with it.I kept staring at the screen. The words refused to make sense. No. Damian didn’t move. I looked at him. “That’s not possible. You signed it. I know my signature. Then you know what that means.I pushed the phone away.No. I signed divorce papers. I didn’t sign away everything I own.Damian’s expression remained unreadable. Those aren’t the same thing. My chest tightened.I took the phone back and read the clause again.Then I remembered the day Ryan’s lawyer had come to the hotel. The papers had been thick. Too thick.I had been exhausted, humiliated, barely sleeping. Ryan had already frozen my accounts by then, and I had spent most of the meeting trying not to cry in front of a stranger.The lawyer had kept saying the same thing. It’s a straightforward divorce. I had believed him. God, I had been stupid. I want a copy. You’ll have one.I want the entire

The courthouse doors had barely closed behind us when Damian stopped walking. Don’t turn around.I frowned. “Why? Because Ryan is watching you.I almost smiled. Let him. Damian’s eyes settled on me.There was something different in them now. Not anger. Something quieter. More dangerous.“You shouldn’t provoke him.”“I spent four years being careful not to provoke him.”I adjusted my handbag on my shoulder. Look where that got me. A muscle moved in Damian’s jaw.Before he could answer, a man in a dark suit approached us from across the lobby.Mr. Knight. Damian’s expression hardened. Not here.”The man stopped. I thought you should know. He came forward. Damian went completely still. Who?”“The former financial controller. My heart skipped.“What former financial controller? The man glanced at me. Damian didn’t introduce us. He didn’t need to.I already knew something important had just happened. Where is he? Waiting in the car.” Damian looked at me. You’re coming with me. I blinked.E

Ryan called before the sound of Damian’s footsteps had faded from the hallway.I stared at his name glowing across my screen, my pulse still unsettled from everything that had happened tonight. I had just told Damian I thought I was falling in love with him, and now the man who had spent four years teaching me what betrayal felt like was calling as if he still had the right to reach into my life whenever he pleased. I almost let it ring.Then I answered.What do you want, Ryan?”For a few seconds, he said nothing.I could hear his breathing, slow and deliberate, as though he was choosing every word before letting it out. You sound happy. My fingers tightened around the phone. I was. A quiet laugh came through the speaker.Was?I glanced toward Damian. He had stopped near the bar, his attention fixed on me. He didn’t ask who was calling. He already knew. I don’t have time for this.”You always say that when you’re angry with me. No. I say it now because I don’t want to talk to you.His vo