All Chapters of My Boss, My Husband: Chapter 251 - Chapter 260

Lucius Brown's P.O.V.I had done it. I had survived the weekend without Marianne and managed to keep our four little devils alive. If someone were to ask me how I did it, I'd probably boast that it was due to my outstanding parenting skills... conveniently leaving out my dad's help and all the little white lies I told Marianne over the past few days.Can you blame me? Leana bragged about the flips she could do, almost breaking her neck; Luna thought it'd be fun to skateboard down the stairs; Layla broke half her toys, and Lucien... well, he was only quiet when he was either eating or asleep.If fatherhood had taught me one thing, it was that kids had a dangerously high sense of self-destruction that required constant supervision. How was I supposed to explain that to Marianne? She'd gone on her fair share of work trips, leaving me with what felt like mini-vacations from the chaos at home. She deserved her own break, and I'd be damned if I'd admit I couldn't handle my own kids.Eith

To My Beloved Enemy (The Browns #4)SynopsisSara Brown is an unstoppable, irresistible heiress—the most sought-after single woman in the city with suitors eager to fulfill her every whim. But Sara's world flips upside down when she finds out that her childhood best friend, Lawrence Lewis, is not only getting married without inviting her but has also become a total stranger to her.Hurt and furious, Sara will have to search through her past to understand what happened and if their friendship can still be saved. Unfortunately for Lawrence, he believes it can't be. He's determined to distance himself from the all-consuming passion he feels for her. It's time to stop pretending they can just be friends and face the destiny his family has planned for him, even if it means Sara will end up hating him and they return to being what they perhaps never should have stopped being:Enemies.-FlashbackMy legs burned, and my throat ached from laughing so hard as I ran beside him. The evenin

"Underwear model? Did you see which table he was sitting at and who he was with?" Marie added. "He was at the table with the deputy's son. Not sure if he models full-time."I ignored my friends' gossip. I couldn't care less who was related to whom when I came to dance at a club. It was all the same. All men were the same. Well, except for my favorite bartender, the one who was bringing me another delicious Margarita—which I gratefully sipped."Take it easy or you won't make it to your dad's birthday in one piece," Kit warned, picking up another cocktail.I had to roll my eyes. My father, the great Lionel Brown, was celebrating his birthday today. I hadn't wished him well, and I had no plans to. He knew exactly what he had done—betrayed my privacy and trust, still thinking I was some little girl. I was twenty-six years old. I was a grown woman."I'm not going. I've had enough of him," I told them, taking another drink."So, you're also skipping Lawrence's thing?" Ryan asked with a

"Sorry, but you can't go up.""What do you mean I can't go up? Is Lawrence not here?" I asked, confused."Guests aren't allowed in without prior notice. It's building policy..."Building policy? Give me a break. I knew this guy was just doing his job, but it was absurd that he wouldn't let me in. I had a key to Lawrence's floor in my pocket. Not only that—I had his door code memorized.That's how much we trusted each other. I had a key to his apartment, and he had mine in case of emergencies. Who would you share an emergency key with? Clearly, not someone you'd want at your damned wedding."These building policies haven't applied to me for years. I have a key for the elevator, and you know the relationship I have with Lawrence," I explained through clenched teeth, holding back from taking my frustration out on the wrong person."It's different this time, miss. Please, don't get me into trouble..."His plea made me feel worse, so I stepped back from the elevator, swallowing my pr

Mom stopped what she was doing, washed her hands, and came over to sit beside me. She gently cupped my face."Sweetheart, don't think that just because you're free, everyone else is too. Especially someone like Lawrence. He's carrying his family's entire company on his shoulders, and his father's death is imminent. Imagine all of that, plus a mother like Victoria. Maybe he found comfort in that girl—the kind of comfort you couldn't give him. Love has strange ways of working, and we have to accept it when people drift away from us. It's one of the hardest lessons."I started crying again, feeling like a heartbroken fool. It was pathetic, feeling this way over a man. Of all the men in the world, he was the last one I ever thought would hurt me like this.-Unfortunately, I couldn't wallow in my misery for long. The next day, I had to report to work. I walked into the offices of the Leona Brown Charity, named after my late grandmother and founded by my uncle Leonardo. Every year, the