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My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 57: Accused!
ISABEL "This way," He said, leading me to a cozy room with comfortable sofas. "I've got a TV in here. Why don't you sit down and relax for a while? I'm expecting a patient soon, so I'll need to attend to them first, but I'll come find you afterwards." "Remember to call me if you need anything," He added, glancing back at me as he walked away. He patted my shoulder gently before leaving me in the room, closing the door behind him. I sank into the soft cushions of the sofa, attempting to distract myself from the unfolding events with the flickering images on the TV screen. My phone chimed, its ringtone piercing the quiet of the room. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw it was Mom. "Hey, Mom. What's up?" I answered. "I'm good, I want to know how it's going over there, have you been able to meet a lab scientist?" "Things are going well, Mom. Thanks for asking," I responded. "I was able to find a lab to run some tests. I'm waiting for the results right now." I lied. Mom's co
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 58: Shattered!
ISABEL The sleek, black vehicle pulled up to the curb, the driver opening the door for me with a courteous nod. As I settled into the comfortable backseat, I drew in a slow, deep breath, steadying myself as the car pulled away from the curb. I clenched my jaw, determined to remain composed for the sake of the fragile life growing inside me. As the car purred up the driveway and came to a smooth stop, I exited the vehicle. The gatekeeper looked up in surprise, his brows knitting together as he noticed my solitary entrance. "Is everything alright, madam?" He asked. I forced a smile, my trembling hand gripping the strap of my purse. "Yes, everything's fine," I replied, offering a nod before stepping past him and into the house. Amelia was replacing the throw pillows when I walked into the living room, "Hi, Isabel, welcome back!" She chirped. But I could barely muster the energy to respond, I offered a nod and a faint smile in acknowledgement. Upon getting into my room, I approache
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 59: Framed!
NARRATION Estelle's scheming had finally yielded the desired result. She had planted the seeds of suspicion in Mavis' mind, nurturing them with deceits and insinuations. She watched as Mavis stormed out of her house, and descended the stairs with rage. She ran to her window to continue watching his move, he slipped into his car and sped out onto the road. A sinister smirk crossed her lips as she whispered to herself, "He'll be mine again." "That son of a bitch!" Mavis cursed with anger as he proceeded to his best friend's house to tell him off. The distance to Jackson's house wasn't that long, but for Mavis, it was the opposite. He took a brake seeing the car already parked on the curb. He reversed his car until he was able to get through the gate. The crunch of gravel announced Mavis’ arrival, as he slid the car into a parking spot with a practiced flick of his wrist. His tires squealed as he threw the car into the park. He got out and stormed across the driveway, his
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 60: Framed 2
NARRATION "Let's find out together, then," Mavis said turning to the door. "You were pretty drunk that night, I believe you have no clue that you dumped it there." "Dumped what?" "Her panties," Mavis gave him a brief response as he held on the door knob. "Seriously, Mavis?" Jackson replied, "This is quite ridiculous." He slid the key into the lock panel and pushed the door. "Alright, fine," Jackson said as he led Mavis into the house, their shoes clicking against the hardwood floors as they strode toward his bedroom. "If that's what it takes to prove my innocence, then I'll do it. I've got nothing to hide." He threw open the closet doors, revealing a neat row of shirts and trousers. With a wave of his hand, Jackson gestured towards the garments. "Here there are, everything I wore to the party. Get the panties and let's see, " As Mavis reached for Jackson's trousers ransacking the pockets carefully, he felt a silken fabric, smooth and light against his fingertips. He froz
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 61: Running Away
ISABELLA I repeatedly blinked away the tears that were welling up in my eyes. "What do you mean by what you just said?" He didn't look up but pretended to be more interested in his phone. "I did nothing with Jackson, are you trying to fabricate a story or what?" "Where's the orange-colored panties I bought for you? If you can produce it right now, maybe I'll reconsider the information I received earlier today." Overwhelmed by his demands, I struggled to comprehend his insistence on the same panties I wore to the party. Alarmingly, it crossed my mind that Jackson might have taken advantage of me during my intoxicated state. I arrived pantless at the beach and still couldn't comprehend what could have happened, or, who could have got hold of my panties during the party. I found myself frozen in place, uncertain how to process the situation or respond to him, as feelings of being exploited consumed me. "You may now leave," He stated, noticing my apparent confusion and
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 62: Running Away 11
ISABELLA Aware of the potential consequences, I refrained from showing the photo to my mother. Emotionally broken and yearning for a confidant, I was weighed down by the realization that I had been naive all along. A sense of self-blame pervaded my thoughts as I struggled to reconcile with the unfolding events, feeling as though I had brought this mess upon myself. I made an effort to complete the estimates on the paper, mustering the strength to rise and make my way upstairs to meet my stepfather. With a reassuring pat on my back, my stepfather declared, "That's wonderful. I'll reach out to my account manager right away, and you can expect to receive the funds before the end of the day." A small smile formed on my lips as I walked away, turning my attention to packing my bags in preparation for my departure. I intended to leave the house well before Mavis' return, and though the possibility of him spending the night with his ex at the hotel lingered in my mind, I res
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 63: Running Away 111
ISABELLA The atmosphere was charged with an expression of emotions especially by the children. I reassured them that I would return to visit them shortly. I just needed to leave in a hurry so that Mavis wouldn't see me leave. Amidst the emotional farewells, one person's reaction stood out to me. Amelia seemed to be devoid of the sadness that engulfed everyone else. Instead, her demeanor suggested an underlying indifference to my leaving, or perhaps a hint of satisfaction. It occurred to me that she may have viewed my departure as an opportunity to interact with Mavis in a manner that she had always desired, unhindered by my presence. In a display of affection, I embraced Jane tightly, knowing that my heart would ache with her absence. This sentiment extended to my younger step-brothers, particularly Jessie, and most significantly, to my beloved mother. The driver pulled away from the confines of our home, and as we drove along the road, I nodded to the gentle melody of a song play
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 64: Checking out
ISABEL "Are you crying?""No," I said quickly. "Words, I lack words to express my feelings right now. I will really love to see you, please. I have something to discuss with you.""Just breathe and try to calm down. Everything will be okay," Bennett's soothing voice offered comfort over the phone. "Can we meet tomorrow then?""Thank you so much," I replied, nodding despite knowing she couldn't see me. "Yes, please come as early as you can. I'm staying at a hotel because I couldn't bear to remain at home. I'm planning to leave first thing tomorrow morning.""That's unfortunate," Bennett sympathized, "I'll see you soon. Get some rest, good night.""Good night," I replied. With the phone set aside on the bed, I proceeded to the bathroom to take a shower.Throughout the night, my mind was disturbed with diverse thoughts. Mavis getting involved with his ex-lover again weighed heavily on me, stirring up a series of emotions and causing a great deal of distress. It was incredibly difficul
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ISABEL It happened in an instant. A deafening and sudden explosion, "POP!" It felt like my soul was drawn out of my body. It was like the sharp sound of a gunshot. It shook even the foundations of the courthouse vehemently. "Isabel! Get down at once!" my stepfather's voice boomed from the back. But before I could do anything else, someone swooped in, grasping my waist and pulling me down. His steps faltered, and we both tumbled to the floor while I landed on his bleeding body. I gazed down in horror as blood gushed from his upper limb, his face contorted in agony as he clutched the wound. Everything went blurry, and I collapsed, unsure if I'd passed out or left this world behind. **** Third Person POV As Isabel and Mavis shared a desperate embrace, Jason's men burst in, flooding the courthouse with loaded guns. Jason had promised to pay them off if they succeeded together. They descended upon the courthouse by a hired helicopter, his heavily armed team catching t
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 132: In Good Time
Third Person POV Isabel shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "No, Mavis, that's not what happened. She slipped and fell on her own, and then she tried to ruin my dress with wine. She's just trying to cause trouble." Mavis's expression turned cold as he gazed at Estelle, "You don't need to cry, my love," he said, turning to Isabel and taking her hand. "The cameras will clear your name. Look, there's the broken glass of red wine, proof of her actions." Estelle's face contorted in anguish as she screamed, "You believe her? Why don't you ever listen to me? I was only sipping my wine when she pushed me!" Mavis's eyes fell on Estelle once more, "Congratulations, Estelle. Your jealousy has cost you dearly. You've lost your place and respect as a part of the Mulan family. You never deserved to bear our name. I'll call a doctor to tend to you, and then the police will take you away to serve your sentence. You're no longer welcome here." "Please, Mavis, don't call the polic
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 131: Dramatic Turn
Third Person POVMavis's estate in Beverly Hills, now referred to as the Big Master's residence, was buzzing with guests trooping in and out. The maids were busy attending to familiar and unfamiliar faces who had come to grace the ceremony.A commotion ensued at the entrance as some guests, who had not received invitations, attempted to gain entry.However, in accordance with Mavis's instructions, the security officers firmly turned them away, adhering to the strict "invitation-only" policy.Meanwhile, Estelle was hiding in the toilet to put a call through to her accomplice. "Jason, did I ask you to wait until after the wedding?" She asked over the phone."Yes," Jason replied, "You did, are you under pressure? I can hardly hear you." Moments earlier, she'd received a shocking instruction. She was to remain confined to the house, restricted from stepping out until the wedding was over. The reason was clear, Matilda mustn't see her. According to Isabel, her mother would worry that sh
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 130: The Plot
Third Person POV Soon after Bennett left, Estelle settled into the living room sofa, engaged in a conversation with Jason. "Did you not tell me that he lost his job?" Jason continued, "yet he resides in a Beverly Hills mansion? How did he achieve that?" "Maybe Isabel helped him, you know she has a big business now." "Her business is barely a month old, and I doubt her funds could afford even a single room in Beverly Hills," Jason replied. "I suspect Mr. Mulan must have provided financial assistance to Mavis. But if it's Isabel, what about her employees, will she even pay them?" "Hmph! That's none of our business, we should make our move when Isabel is alone, but be warned, the estate is heavily guarded by vigilant security personnel." "Don't worry, I have a team of thugs who'll take care of her until she miscarries," Jason said grinning over the phone as he thought of the pain he would be inflicting on his ex-turned-enemy. "Yes!" Estelle concurred, "She should lose her b
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 129: Identity Revealed
Third Person POV Bennett's gaze was riveted on the sentences displayed on the card: "...for the Midtown Group." The logo accompanying the text seemed familiar. Mavis, oblivious to Bennett's sudden fascination, stood upright and said, "Alright, let me get a maid to show Estelle to her quarters." "I'll be with you shortly," he added, but Bennett's attention remained fixed on the identity card as he retreated. Bennett sat there, astonished, her mind reeling with possible interpretations of what she had just seen around Mavis' neck. Isabel called her name for the third time, snapping her back to reality. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I was just... umm..." Bennett stuttered. "What's wrong?" Isabel asked, noticing Bennett's distraction. "Your husband-to-be..." Bennett started, trying to form a coherent sentence. "Yes, what about him?" Isabel asked, becoming interested in her weird reaction. "Where does he work?" Bennett inquired. "Nowhere, currently. I told you, he's living off h
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 128: Tug of War 1
Third Person POV "You're not just evil, you're the devil herself!" Bennett exclaimed, her voice trembling with rage while Estelle laughed hysterically. "Of course, I am. Are you just realizing that?" She raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over Isabel and Bennett. Bennett turned to Isabel, "Listen, I know how you feel, but since you signed up for this, don't let her win." She urged. Isabel whispered back, "You mean I should kill her?" Her eyes darted to Estelle, who seemed to be enjoying the exchange." "No, but don't let her swing you around like a pendulum. Stand your ground, Isabel." As Mavis descended the stairs, his eyes scanned the room, taking in the tense atmosphere. His gaze landed on Bennett, and he understood that she could be tamed if ever she was upset about Isabel reuniting with him. But when his eyes met Estelle's, he was enraged. "Why are you here, Estelle?" Mavis demanded. Estelle smiled sweetly, her hand caressing her belly. "Where did you think Ju
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 127: Tug of War!
Third Person POV In a luxurious Beverly Hills setting, a lawyer exchanged warm pleasantries with the soon-to-be-wed couple, Mavis and Isabel, before grasping his briefcase. "Thank you for having me Mr and Mrs Mavis," he said with a bow, and Mavis shook hands with him in appreciation. "Thank you, Sir, for coming around." With a smile, the lawyer nodded at them. "I'll arrange for the statutory wedding in a day. Have a beautiful day together." "Thank you," Mavis and Isabel chimed in unison. Isabel's pregnancy had been causing her discomfort and mobility issues since it became more pronounced, making everyday tasks a challenge. Some things, like using the restroom, required personal attention that a maid couldn't provide. This was why Mavis had been staying home to assist with her daily needs and to help her get around. Isabel's mother had accompanied her to Mavis' house when they moved in two days ago. She returned the next day to make arrangements for Isabel's postnatal c
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter 126: Secret Agent Exposed
MAVIS For a while, there was dead silence until Mom cleared the air, "Your Dad had immediately arranged for a violinist, in the person of Jane, and a pianist to make today unforgettable for you two." After her smile, she looked at her husband who smiled with a nod in return. Dad turned to us while we were still entangled with each other, his words catching us off guard. "From this moment on, my rightful daughter-in-law will be none other than my stepdaughter, Isabel. No one will take her place. Got that?" I nodded, still in shock. "Yes, I understand. It's something I had already agreed to." The room erupted in applause. Jane was there too, exchanging a knowing glance with Isabel, who smiled briefly in response. "A confession please, I have one more confession to make," Isabel said stepping forward while the room became silent again. My heart palpitated and although no one else spoke up about being anxious, I knew I wasn't the only one experiencing anxiety in the room. She
My Secret, My Stepbrother Chapter of Contrition: 125
ISABEL "The truth is, he captivates me even until now. I've always imagined him as a husband never as a stepbrother," I choked on my words as emotions attempted to overwhelm me. Mom opened her arms wide, inviting me into her bosom. "Come here, dear," she said. "I want you to be happy and fulfilled. I know you ran away because of Estelle's lies, which Mavis believed. If not for that, you would have stayed and claimed him as yours." I nodded because her words were true, "I'd always wished he wasn't my stepbrother, Mom" I admitted, my voice muffled against her shoulder. "But I can't wish that he had chosen a different path to be with me because if he had, you wouldn't be with Mr. Mulan." Mom held me tighter. When she had released me, her face lit up with a broad smile. "Anyway, for peace to reign and for everyone to be content, we've decided to let go of the past. We're free to choose what makes us happy, as long as it doesn't come between us. And that's why...," she paused for a mom
