All Chapters of My Missing Bride Wakes Up in My Brother’s Room: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

They were my parents, too, but why would they treat Esther and me like that?Was it just because when we were young, the deceitful fortune-teller claimed that my brother was born extraordinary?Born extraordinary? When the whole family was ruined, I thought, they would know how extraordinary he was!For Esther to forget the unpleasantness as soon as possible, we left Northside and bought a house in a new place.For fear that she couldn't get over it, I stayed with her every day. I also accompanied her to the orphanage and visited children with no parents.Under my careful care, Esther's closed heart was finally reopened to me.Like a healing wound, she began to feel the warmth of life again.The company repeatedly called me. It was my brother who abused his powers and made a blunder again.The directors are desperate to have me back to pick up the pieces.Overhearing the call, Esther smiled and told me she was all right.She said work was important and asked me to return to d

I never thought I would open my eyes again.I was back to the time when our wedding ended.I could still remember our vows and kissing at the wedding.Since God allowed us to live our lives again, this time, I would protect her well for her whole life.Knowing she had left only a short time before, I quickly took out my phone and called her as I passed by the guests and walked out.The phone rang, and I nervously waited for it to be connected.After several rings, her familiar voice finally came from the other side. "Hello, darling?"It was her voice! Though a grown man, I was now so excited that I cried.I asked shakily, a lump in my throat."Esther, where are you now?""Well?" She seemed to notice my strange tone and felt puzzled.Then she continued, "Just now, I was about to take some of my former classmates to the hotel, but your mum said she was not well and asked me to accompany her home first."She was with my mum. No wonder!No wonder, in her last life, she suddenl

Grandma called my dad, asking him to come back and help look for it, but he was busy in Northside with his business all day long.He also claimed that I, not my brother, must have hidden the military certificate.Grandpa died shortly after I was born.At that time, a fortune teller passed by and said that Grandpa died abruptly because there was a Jonah born in the family.I was born then, so the Jonah in his words, undoubtedly, was me.To pour oil on troubled waters, my mum hurriedly slipped the fortune teller some money. Then, with a sly smile, he pointed to my brother and said, "This little boy was born extraordinary. He will be the Mr. Fortune in your family."No one would believe such an absurd statement, but my family became prejudiced against me due to this claim.My mum, in particular, was convinced that my birth was a stain on her life.So, she always favoured my brother and often gave me the cold shoulder.When I was a child, I wondered whether it was because I was

"Wouldn't it be bad for us to leave your mum alone at home?"I shook my head immediately, "She is not alone. The maid is also in."My wife nodded and agreed.I had just started my car in the garage when a figure appeared in front of the windshield.He hurled abuse at me, "Jason Rivera, you bastard. You secretly had me investigated. I am your brother, the eldest son of the Rivera's. You are the Jonah. You even ruined Dad's company. You shall rot in hell......"Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked and dragged away.I gently patted my wife on the hand to reassure her that it was all right.Her brows relaxed, and she put her head on my shoulder at ease.I called my assistant and said in a bitter tone, "Have you collected all the evidence? Send him to jail. He is too noisy."The assistant's excited but stable voice came on the phone, "Yes, Mr. Rivera. I have been waiting a long time for your instruction."The next day, it was heard that my dad had a heart attack because