บททั้งหมดของ Married to my sister's husband : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Ophelia's pov I explained everything to her, leaving nothing out. I was transparent with her so she could see the reasons I didn't tell her. “I didn't want you to think of me in another way and I didn't tell you. I am sorry. I don’t expect you to forgive me right away, but I just… I don’t want to lose you.”Nichole was silent for a moment just looking at me. Then she let out a long breath. “You are an idiot, you know that?” A small, shaky laugh escaped me, relieved “I know.” She stared at me for a few seconds, then stepped forward and pulled me into a hug. I froze for a moment before wrapping my arms around her, a tear slipping down my cheek. “I think you are still the sweetest and kindest soul ever,” she murmured. “You think?”“I know,” she said before pulling away from me.“I know you have been through a lot but we will figure it out.” She smiled at me. “Together,” I nodded, cleaning my tearsRelief washed over me, and I pulled her to me, hugging her and holding on to he

Ophelia's Pov Nichole hit my hand as we started setting up the barbecue. “I saw you two talking.”I rolled my eyes. “And?”She smirked. “And… you looked flustered.”I scoffed, focusing on arranging the plates. “It was nothing. You obviously saw wrongly”Nichole gave me a knowing look. “Nothing doesn’t make your hands shake like that.”I glanced down, realizing she was right. My fingers trembled slightly as I stacked the plates. Damn it.Before I could reply, Daniel walked up to us. “What are you ladies talking about?” He asked as he kissed Nichole on her lips and she flushed.“Show off,” I scoffed, arranging the plates on the table. “Your husband is here so you could get some,” Daniel said.“Funny right?” I mocked as I faced him. “It is ex-husband by the way,” I corrected him.“It doesn't seem that way with the way he has been staring at you,” he looked at something behind him and turned, following his gaze.Ryder was standing with Ryder as they chatted but his eyes were fixed on me

Ophelia's Pov I sat on my bed, staring at the packed suitcase beside me. I was leaving. My hands trembled slightly as I zipped the bag, my mind spinning with emotions. Anxiety. Fear. Guilt. But above all, there was an overwhelming need to see my son. Ryan needed me. That was all that mattered. A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. “Eva?” Nichole’s voice was gentle. “Come in,” I said, trying to steady my voice. She stepped inside, her eyes filled with unshed tears. “Are you ready?” I nodded, but the weight on my chest made it hard to breathe and I shrugged my shoulders, standing from the bed. “I guess so.” She walked up to me and took my hands in hers. “You are doing the right thing.” “I hope so,” I whispered. There was a brief silence before she pulled me into a tight hug. “I will miss you so much, Eva.” I shut my eyes, breathing her in. “I will miss you more.” A voice from the hallway made us pull apart. “Time to go,” Daniel announced, standing

Ophelia's Pov Olivia walked up to Ryan to check up on me but Ryan's eyes still looked in my direction.When she saw that Ryan's eyes hadn't left mine, she turned and looked at me. I walked up to Ryan's bedside where Ryder and Olivia were standing.“Hey, baby. What do you need?” I asked bending to his lips to hear him.“Water,” he said and I nodded.“I will bring some for you now,” I straightened and went to the table in the room. I poured water from the jug into the cup and went back to him.I helped him drink the water before laying him back on the bed. He closed his eyes and I guess he went back to sleep.The room was suffocatingly silent, the weight of unspoken words pressing down on us like a thick fog. Beside me, Olivia's eyes bore into me, sharp with her expression unreadable. But for a moment I saw it— the flicker of something dark beneath her composed facade.Jealousy? Rage? Betrayal?Her gaze drifted to my belly once more, and I instinctively placed a protective hand over i

Ophelia's Pov With my eyes closed, I tapped repeatedly on the bed, my other hand not leaving Ryan's hand.It looked like I was sleeping or at peace but I wasn't. My mind was racing with different thoughts.Ryder's confession still echoed in my head like a song played over and over again. I wanted to believe him, but doubt crept inside my heart like a shadow, whispering uncertainties. Was it real? Or was it just the heat of the moment, the emotions of him happy that he was doing to be a father? Was it just mere words to keep me from running again?He said he never loved me or felt anything towards me four months ago. Then what changed now? Why was he confessing love to me?I opened my eyes and turned my head slightly to look at Ryan. His tiny hand rested in mine, his face relaxed in deep sleep. He was my anchor, the only constant in all of this. I felt so guilty for leaving him behind like that, but I wasn't going to anymore. I had to be strong for him, no matter how much my heart w