All Chapters of Forbidden affair: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ChapterWill was just coming out of the board meeting, holding a file in his hand as his assistant rushed after him. “Sorry, sir, I forgot to remind you about the project with Brazil!”Will stopped in his tracks, stunned as he looked at his assistant, realizing he still had to travel.“And how come I’m just hearing about this now?”“I apologize, sir. You’ve been so busy with the launch of Mr. Buckley’s new book that I thought there would be time to notify you.”Will sighed, turning as he walked into his office and sat down. “And when is this meeting?”“Tomorrow night, which will be morning in Brazil.”“I see,” Will said, dropping the file he had been holding. “You know what, once I’m done here, I’ll head back home. Just book me a night flight.”“Alright, Mr. Will, I’ll do just that.”His assistant replied, walking out of the office, and Will buried himself in work.Meanwhile, Brenda was still struggling to digest the whole arrangement. Talking to her mother had been a total waste of t

Cassandra had barely opened her eyes when a wave of determination washed over her. It was early morning, and the faint light of dawn filtered through her curtains, casting a soft glow in her bedroom. Today marked a new month—a significant turning point in her personal crusade. She had spent the past weeks fuming, plotting, and rehearsing her arguments, all aimed at one goal: removing Brenda from Hardy’s life.Hardy’s home, her home—it didn’t matter what Brenda thought of it. Cassandra was resolute. This would not end with a wedding. Brenda would not win.But as Cassandra swung her legs off the bed, a strange sensation stopped her. Her head swam, and the world seemed to tilt. She gasped softly, clutching the edge of her mattress as dizziness overwhelmed her. Her body felt heavy, like gravity had doubled its pull.She tried to stand again but collapsed back onto the bed with a thud, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her pulse was erratic, her hands clammy. The room spun like a carou

Will sat in the first-class cabin of the transatlantic flight, staring blankly at the screen in front of him. The thought of returning to the U.S. after weeks of avoiding the inevitable felt like a bitter pill he had no choice but to swallow. Despite the luxurious surroundings and the attentive service, his mind was consumed with one relentless thought: Brenda.The idea of her—his ex-lover—marrying his son was an insult he couldn’t stomach. For days, he had convinced himself that distance was the solution, that ignoring the situation would somehow make it disappear. But it hadn’t. Instead, the announcement of a firm wedding date had dragged him back, forcing him to confront the reality of what was about to happen.By the time the plane landed, Will had made up his mind. He wouldn’t allow this farce to go on any longer. He would speak to Hardy directly and make him understand why marrying Brenda was the worst decision he could ever make.Will’s car pulled up to his grand estate late

Unfinished BusinessThe evening had fallen into a whirlwind of celebration. Guests mingled, champagne glasses clinked, and laughter filled the air. But Brenda stood on the balcony, alone. The cool night breeze ruffled her hair, and she pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders.Her mind raced with a thousand thoughts. The wedding had been beautiful, the vows heartfelt, but deep inside, a part of her still felt as if she was floating—untethered, as though she hadn’t quite found her place in this new world she had stepped into. Will’s love was constant, unyielding, but the memories of Hardy still tugged at her heart. The look in his eyes as he’d turned and walked away earlier had been so raw, so full of pain, and despite everything that had transpired, it left a mark on her soul.“Brenda?” Will’s voice called softly from behind her.She turned, her heart doing a little skip at the sight of him. He looked handsome in his tuxedo, his expression soft but searching. “You okay?” he asked

The Truth UnraveledThe room seemed to shrink around Brenda as she stood frozen, staring at Cassandra. The woman’s cold, calculating gaze swept over her, and the corners of her lips curled upward in a sinister smile.“Did you really think you could keep this all under wraps?” Cassandra’s voice was sweet but laced with venom. “You’ve been playing a dangerous game, Brenda.”Brenda’s stomach churned as she looked from Cassandra to Will and Hardy, each of them staring at her with a mix of confusion, suspicion, and anger. The air felt thick with tension, and for a moment, it felt like the world had come to a standstill.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Brenda said, her voice shaking but determined to hold her ground. She couldn’t let Cassandra win. She couldn’t let the truth she had fought so hard to bury come to the surface now.“Oh, I think you do,” Cassandra sneered, stepping further into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. “You and I both know the tr