Brother In Law の小説・ストーリー

“Hello, darling sister-in-law. Why are you still wearing a torn wedding dress? Did your new husband go bankrupt already?” Liam clenched his teeth. “This is none of your business!” he snarled at his brother. He began yanking on me again, trying to pull me toward his car. “Kayla, this is ridiculous. You’re mine, and I’d like you to stop acting like you’re not.” But before Liam could yank me away, Nicholas stepped forward, his gaze icy. “Watch your words when addressing the future Alpha,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

She looked at John and gestured at him with her eyes to support him. "The difference is that you are not a blood relative!" John responded. "He is the Gilbert family's son-in-law, so what does 'blood relative' mean?" My father spoke up, breaking his silence. "Don't you think: you should support your brother but not your son-in-law, who has recently joined your family?" "You say you love your brothers so much!" John poked my father with his words when he scoffed. "I still say I love and care about both you and David!"

I warned him. " I loved you from the beginning. I still love you with everything in me. I lost my mind when I came to know that you were involved in an accident." He said. " Please don't talk like that to me or I would never talk to you again. You need to understand that I am married to your brother. So I am your sister-in-law. Sister by law. I don't want any other relationship than being your sister. As it is whether you like it or not but I have always loved you as my brother, my best friend. " I said.

"You're my sister's boyfriend and very soon… you both will get married. So you're my brother-in-law,” Adrian smiled out of the corner of his lips. “I'll do all I can to make that a reality," he turned and looked at Tracy, who was glaring at him and her brother. “You're both crazy. Come on," she dragged Adrian. “It's time to go. You have work, remember?" “I'll see you next time, brother-in-law," Adrian shouted on his way out. They got outside and Tracy let go of his hand. "Brother-in-law? Really?” She asked as she put her hands on her waist.

"I only know Francis—your real brother. Do you have another one?" Kc blinked, then smiled softly, shaking his head. "No, no. I have only one brother—Francis—and one sister. You've met them both, haven't you? Before and after our wedding." Valeria cocked her head, still in doubt. "Then who did she mean?" He smiled weakly. "She used 'brother' in the sense of friend. A fellow from my university days. We were friends—addressed each other as brothers in those days. Not blood relatives, but we endured hell together in law school."

~~~ Before the brothers met, Old Master Hunt’s study… “Your crimes keep piling up, and I'm not going to keep covering up for you and allow you to destroy our family legacy. Don't you dare go to the headquarters again; your brother is now the new CEO; go to Africa and reflect on yourself; I'll summon you back when the news blows over,” Old Master Hunt said, his voice stern but full of heartache.

And The second he saw Alistair and Joseph standing suspicious close together, his jaw clenched in absolute horror. "Father... Joseph..." Rowan warned, his voice dropping an octave. "Please tell me you two are not dating." Alistair looked innocent. "We were just catching up, son!" "Do not 'catch up'!" Rowan groaned, rubbing his temples. "Because if you two get married, that would make Larry and me stepbrothers! And we have already been through far too much family drama to add that to the list! I was his brother in law once and I refuse to be his stepbrother and husband at the same time!"

, Her brother’s voice was clear and steady and for some reason, made her feel much better, even though she couldn’t exactly place why she wasn’t feeling great initially. “Hey Doc, how was your surgery?”, she asked as she always did when her brother had to go into the operating room. “Great actually. The patient is awake and speaking, no complications ma’am”, he answered lightheartedly, and Elara smiled. “Good, congrats. Have you spoken to Mom?” “Yes, I have. Heard about your little hysteria”, Elias chuckled and Elara groaned. “I was worried, okay? Sue me”. “I get you, love”, he was still laughing. “How was your test? Did you eventually study the section on morality?” Elias was very invested

I said slowly, “that we just broke into your old roommate’s million-dollar beach house?” “Not broke in,” Ethan corrected, voice calm. Too calm. “Borrowed. Temporarily. He’s in Spain for the next three months shooting that documentary. House sits empty. We’re just… house-sitting.” “Without telling him,” I pointed out. Noah shrugged. “He’d say yes if he was around to ask. Probably. Anyway, we’re here now. No point crying over un-sent texts.” I stared at my brother like he’d grown a second head. Noah had always been reckless—jumping off roofs into pools, sneaking into concerts, the whole cliché—but this felt different. This felt like actual trespassing. With consequences.

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.