All Chapters of My Brother's Bestfriend: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Morticia stood still, without a word. The rain washed away her earlier tears as her mind riled from his words. He wanted to be better for her...The words echoed in her mind as Klaus held her close, his head buried in the crook of her neck, both of them getting soaked by the heavy rain."Let go," Morticia whispered, her voice hoarse."I'm sorry," Klaus repeated."I said let go, Klaus," she demanded again, her voice cold. He released her, stepping back to meet her firm gaze. Concern and guilt were written all over his face."What do you think you're doing?" Morticia asked, her tone sharp as Klaus's grip on her shoulders loosened. "Do you really think we can keep going in circles with the arguments, reconciliations, and... flings?""They're not flings," Klaus interrupted."Oh, now they mean something to you?" Morticia shot back, her eyes landing on her diary. She snatched it away from him. "You shouldn't have read it. It's my diary, and I hate that you invaded my privacy," she added, he

Vincent's voice was barely audible, enough only to reach the two figures, who had sensed his presence and stopped.Sienna jerked away from President Peter's hold and draped the sheet to cover her nakedness, gaze locked on Vincent, who was struggling to breathe as tears ran freely down his face."Vi...nce," she stuttered, shaking her head. "Vince... I can explain."Vincent didn't seem to hear her. His mind was trying to process what he had done wrong to deserve such a sight-the woman he cherished more than his own existence betraying him so cruelly by cheating on him.The janitor's words echoed in his head.'The CEO is dating a woman he visits once in a while when he's in the country. She mostly covers her face, but I caught a glimpse of it... and that woman looks exactly like the one who visited you two days ago.'Vincent had thought Mr. Will was mistaken, but when Sienna lied about being at home while her location said otherwise, he knew something was up.He prayed he was wrong. He d

Vincent was still dressed in his black suit, stained with a little blood, his head lowered as if asleep. But Klaus knew he was just trying to bottle up his feelings.Who would have thought? The girl he was so proud of, the girl he talked about every day, had betrayed him like this."My baby," Ava's voice croaked.Vincent didn't lift his head. His voice was hoarse. "Please leave. I want to be alone."Morticia began to sob, her heart breaking at the sight of him. She had never seen him like this before... and to think the show he'd been looking forward to for so long was now ruined.Even his career was in jeopardy, with people online lashing out without knowing the real story.Klaus clenched his jaw; he had an idea he didn't like but knew he had no choice. This was his best friend, after all. There was no way he'd let Vincent stay in that cell overnight.He excused himself and dialed the number of the person he despised most: his father."Klaus... wow, it's so good to see your call. How

"Thank you," Sienna said to the doctor, watching them leave before turning to Peter, who was now awake."That bastard," Peter cursed, his voice muffled by the bandages on his broken nose and jaw. Talking hurt, even breathing was a struggle."Sorry dear," Sienna said with a sweet smile, reaching to hold his hand"Didn't I ask you to tell him about us, to tell him that you love me and not him? Instead, you insisted on letting it be after his dumb show... now look at me," Peter complained.Sienna slowly held his face, her touch warm, making Peter melt under her gaze."I'm sorry... Will you punish me for being such a little bad girl, then?" she smirked.Peter finally smiled. He pulled her close and squeezed her ass. "I can't wait to have you as my wife."Sienna chuckled, but deep down, she was afraid of what Vincent might do to her. Vincent was dangerous, after all."I want your protection," she requested adorably."Are you scared that bastard will come after you? Don't worry, my love. I'

At the engagement venue, the place was filled with elegant, wealthy people, exuding an aura of opulence. Sienna stood beautifully beside Peter, who was dressed in an expensive suit. His nose was covered with a small bandage, as he hadn't fully recovered."I heard a rumor that the dancer, Vincent, claimed you two were in a relationship. Someone even said you cheated on him with the President here... that's absurd," a middle-aged woman said to Sienna, causing her smile to falter.She had always avoided being seen with Vincent to prevent this kind of talk."Don't mind the rumors," Peter said, pulling Sienna close by the waist, gazing at her with affection. "That bastard Vincent just has a mental disorder. I'm glad I finally swept him out of the industry.""Oh... poor young man. He was so talented; my daughter loved him. Who would have thought he was unstable? There's no way Sienna would have been involved with someone like that. So violent," the woman chuckled, and Sienna finally managed