All Chapters of My Wife Broke My Hand for My Brother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Just forget it. I don't want Grandpa's inheritance," Wyatt Ashcroft said. "Stop fighting with Tamara over me."I looked at the transfer papers in his hand. He said he didn't want any of it, but his fingers gripped the documents so tight his knuckles turned white. He had always been like this, for as long as I could remember.When he was six, he cried and said he was too scared to sleep alone, so Dad gave him my bedroom. He hugged me and promised he'd give it back once he got used to it, but I ended up spending 12 years in a windowless storage room, and he never moved out.When he was 18, he set his eyes on the watch Grandpa gave me. He cried and said he couldn't take something that belonged to his brother, then lowered his head and let Dad strap it onto his wrist. To this day, that watch still sat in his display case.When he was 25, he set his sights on my fiancée. But that time, I didn't give in.Tamara Kelton held my hand in front of everyone and told Wyatt, "I'm only ever goi

After the wake, I spent a night in the hospital. On the afternoon of the third day, I went back to the Kelton residence to pick up my IDs and the paperwork I needed for the divorce.The moment I walked in, the staff were already hauling my things out. Clothes, books, and personal belongings had been crammed into cardboard boxes and stacked in the hallway. The wedding photo on the wall had been taken down and replaced with a portrait of Wyatt standing in a field of flowers.He came out of the master bedroom wearing my pajamas. When he saw me, he instinctively pulled the collar tighter. "Don't get the wrong idea. You scared me so badly at the wake that I've been having nightmares, so Tamara asked me to stay here for a few days."That was what he said, but he was also wearing the matching couple's slippers Tamara and I used to wear. Inside the bedroom, my pillow and toiletries had all been removed. A photo of Wyatt sat on the nightstand, and half the closet had been emptied to make roo

On the big screen, Wyatt sat at Grandpa's hospital bed, holding the old man's hand and crying his eyes out. The moment the photographer called cut, he let go and pulled out a wet wipe, wiping his hands over and over."He doesn't have anything contagious, does he?"The nurse answered flatly. "He's in organ failure. That's it."Wyatt let out a breath of relief, then pointed at the eulogy on the nightstand. "Get a shot of that too. Emmett wrote it, and it's pretty moving. I'll read it at the funeral."The banquet hall went dead silent. Every drop of color drained from Wyatt's face. "That's fake! He had someone fabricate all of this!"Dad rushed forward to grab the remote. "Today is your grandfather's memorial. Are you really going to rob him of his peace even after he's dead?"Leonard stepped in front of me. "The footage comes from the hospital's original surveillance system and has already been formally preserved and notarized as evidence."The next second, the footage switched to

Tamara's head snapped toward me. "This was you?""Yes."Something clicked behind her eyes, like she'd finally figured out what I was after, and she let out a cold laugh. "All of this, just to pressure me into backing out of the divorce. Emmett, you've made your point. I'll give you one last chance."I turned to Leonard. "File the divorce papers today."The certainty on Tamara's face finally cracked. "You'd rather destroy the Kelton family?"Hurried footsteps echoed from outside the banquet hall. Tamara's mother, Vivian Hargrave, arrived with a group of board members in tow and slapped Tamara across the face before anyone could speak."Have you lost your mind? Do you have any idea who he is?"Tamara's face snapped to the side, blood seeping from the corner of her lip. Vivian turned to me, barely suppressing her anger and panic."Emmett, misunderstandings happen between married couples. We can sit down and talk through the debt situation."Leonard opened another file on my behal

The next day, Tamara took Wyatt to the hospital herself. The results came back quickly, and the doctor glanced at the report."He doesn't have leukemia. All his markers are within normal range."Wyatt went white. "Could the test be wrong? I clearly...""The medical report you brought in was forged," the doctor said, placing the old document on the desk. "The physician's signature and ID number don't match the records in our current system."Tamara turned to look at him, and her expression went cold. "Why did you lie to me?"Wyatt grabbed her hand. "I was scared. I was so scared that Emmett would take you away from me, that you'd stop caring about me.""He already signed the divorce papers." Tamara's voice was raw. "I'm the one begging him not to leave."Wyatt froze. It had probably never occurred to him that a day would come when even he couldn't hold on to Tamara.She pulled her hand free and walked out. As she passed the records department, an older doctor recognized her. "We