All Chapters of Married To My Ex Husband's Billionaire Brother: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ChristianTen Years Ago"Charlie, Charlie? " Bernice's gentle voice brought me back to reality.I blinked, pushing the peculiar feeling aside as an effect of our escape's exertions."What's the matter?" I asked.Bernice whispered. "Who was that? Why were they following us?""I don't know," I said, hating having to lie to her. I can still heard some distant sound of footsteps. I stepped back, putting some distance between us. "We should keep moving," I said, my voice rough. "Just to be safe."Bernice nodded.As Bernice and I made our way back, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were still being watched. My mind raced with possibilities of who could be following us and why. Probably it was Aaron's men, trying to track me down and bring me back."Bernie," I said, my voice low and serious. "I think you should head home. It's not safe for you to be around me right now."Aaron is a dominating person. Ever since I was young, every person and matter I've come into contact with has been unde

BerniceTen Years AgoBernice's JournalJune 12Dear Diary,It's been a couple days since I last wrote, and I can't believe how much has changed in just a month. Remember that weird boy I met at the supermarket? The one with the mask and the attitude? Well, his name is Charlie, and somehow, we are friends now.At first, I thought he was just another arrogant, rude boy like all those boys in school. But as we started spending more time together, cooking and hanging out, I realized there's so much more to him. He's actually really gentle and kind, and there's this sadness in him that he tries to hide.Lately, I've been thinking about him a lot. Like, a lot a lot. Yesterday, when we were watching movies together, I fell asleep on his shoulder. His warmth enveloped me, and I found myself snuggling closer, breathing in his scent. It was a mix of soap and something uniquely him, and it made my heart flutter in a way I'd never felt before.And then, in that hazy state between sleep and wakef

ChristianTen Years AgoI sat on the edge of the bed, the delicate necklace Bernice had made for me dangling from my fingers. The small, intricately woven pendant felt cool against my skin. She had crafted it from bits of wire and scrap metal, her nimble fingers transforming the ordinary into something extraordinary."Have it with you," she had whispered, her green eyes shining with emotion as she fastened the clasp around my neck. "No matter what happens, no matter where you go, it will always be with you."I closed my eyes, letting the memory of her words wash over me. The faint scent of her perfume still clung to the necklace, a delicate floral aroma.The sudden pounding on the door shattered my reverie. I leapt to my feet, my heart slamming against my ribs as the door burst open, revealing a dozen of my father's men. They poured into the room, their heavy boots thudding against the worn wooden floor.And there, striding through the doorway like a thundercloud, was Aaron himself. H

ChristianTen Years AgoI strode towards Bernice's house. And for once, I had forgone my usual mask and hat. There was no more need for disguises, not when I was about to lay my soul bare before the girl I loved.I raised my hand to knock, but before my knuckles could connect with the wood, the door swung open, revealing a girl I had never seen before. She looked to be about Bernice's age, with long, dark hair and piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me."Can I help you?" she asked, her voice laced with suspicion."I'm here to see Bernice," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "It's important."The girl's eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms over her chest. "And who are you, exactly?""I'm a friend of hers. My name is Chr-" I caught myself, remembering that Bernice only knew me as Charlie."Charlie, I'm Charlie."A flicker of recognition passed over the girl's face, and her lips curled into a smirk. "Ah, so you're the mysterious friend she's been sneaking around with.

BerniceAfter my parents grounded me for sneaking out with Charlie. The days passed in an agonizing haze of confinement. No matter how many times I tried to explain, to make them understand how important he was to me, they wouldn't budge."He's nothing but trouble, Bernice," my mother said sternly, her lips pressed into a tight line. "A boy like that will only lead you down the wrong path."I wanted to scream at her that she was wrong, so completely wrong about the nice person Charlie was. But I knew it would be pointless. I was trapped, suffocating within the walls of my supposed "home."Especially when every night, I went to sleep hoping to dream of Charlie's warm smile and those soulful eyes that could render me utterly breathless with a single glance. Only to wake up feeling more alone than ever.I sent Charlie numerous messages explaining my situation and why I had disappeared, but he never replied to any of them. At first I thought he was just angry and that was why he didn't re