All Chapters of Married To My Ex Husband's Billionaire Brother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

BerniceI stirred slowly, consciousness creeping in. My hand instinctively reached out, seeking Christian's familiar warmth, but found only cool, empty sheets. My eyes fluttered open, confusion momentarily clouding my mind as I took in the empty space beside me."Christian?" I called out softly, my voice still thick with sleep. No response came.Pushing myself up, I winced slightly as the movement pulled at the bandages on my arms and thighs.I reached for my phone on the nightstand. A message notification. It was from Christian."Good morning, beautiful. You were sleeping so peacefully, I didn't want to wake you. Had to head into the Miller Group early to take care of some work. Text me when you're up and about – I'll make sure to be home for dinner. Love you."The smile grew as I read his words. I quickly typed out a reply:"Just woke up. Miss you already. Stay safe and don't work too hard. Love you too."Setting the phone aside, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, taking a mo

Bernice The soft clink of silverware against china filled the air as Christian and I enjoyed our dinner. The warm glow of candles cast a soft light across the table, creating an intimate atmosphere that felt worlds away from the chaos of the past few weeks. For a moment, I allowed myself to relax, to savor this moment of normalcy."This is delicious," I said, taking another bite of the perfectly cooked salmon. He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could speak, my phone began to vibrate loudly on the table. I glanced at the screen, surprised to see my mother's name flashing."Sorry," I said to Christian, "I should take this. It might be important."He nodded understandingly as I answered the call. "Mom? Is everything okay?"The moment I heard her voice, I knew something was terribly wrong. She sounded breathless, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Bernice, oh God, Bernice. It's Melissa. She... she's done something terrible."My blood ran cold. "Mom, slow down. What's happened?

BerniceI sat cross-legged on the plush sofa, Melissa's laptop balanced precariously on my knees. The weight of it felt heavier than it should, laden with the secrets and lies that had torn our family apart.Christian emerged from the kitchen, two steaming mugs of tea in hand. He set one down on the coffee table in front of me, the fragrant aroma of chamomile wafting up and tickling my nose."You know," he said, settling down beside me, "most people would be ready to call it a day after the kind of week we've had."I glanced up from the screen, offering him a wry smile. "Since when have I ever been 'most people'?"He chuckled, the sound warm and rich. "Fair point. But seriously, Bernie, don't you think you should get some rest? We can tackle this tomorrow with fresh eyes."I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck where a knot of tension had formed. "I appreciate the concern, Christian, but I can't just leave this."He leaned in closer, his eyes locked on mine. The intensity of his gaze s

BerniceAs I hung up the phone, I couldn't help but shake my head in amazement. Even in the midst of all this chaos and drama, life went on. People fell in love, had their hearts broken, and everything in between.I gathered my things, my mind already racing with plans for the evening ahead. A night of good food, good wine, and girl talk with my best friend was exactly what I needed to recharge.As I made my way towards the elevators, I spotted Mr. Jameson coming out of his office, a thick folder tucked under his arm."Ms. Stephen," he called out, hurrying to catch up with me. "I'm glad I caught you. I wanted to let you know that we've drafted the demand letter to EcoBuild. Would you like to review it before we send it out?"I nodded, taking the folder from him. "Absolutely. I'll look it over tonight and get back to you first thing in the morning. Thank you, Mr. Jameson. For everything."He gave me a small smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "No need to thank me, Ms. Stephen. Yo

As the night wore on and the wine continued to flow, our conversation meandered from topic to topic. We discussed love and destiny, our hopes and fears, punctuating serious moments with fits of giggles as the alcohol loosened our inhibitions."You know what I think?" Cathy slurred, waving her glass for emphasis. "I think the universe has a weird sense of humor. Like, look at us. You're married to one brother but in love with the other. I'm falling for a guy who's so not my type. It's like some cosmic joke."I snorted, nearly choking on my wine. "Tell me about it. If you'd told me a year ago that I'd be where I am now, I would've laughed in your face.""But you know what?" Cathy continued, her eyes bright with alcohol and emotion. "I wouldn't change it. Not really. Because all this crazy shit has led us here, to this moment. And I kinda love this moment."I felt tears prick at my eyes, overwhelmed by a sudden wave of affection for my best friend. "I love this moment too, Cat. And I lov