All Chapters of Abandoned by Ex, Married to His CEO Brother: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Abigail I pulled away from Conrad’s embrace, the lingering heat of his body feeling like a brand to me. “This is… a lot to take in,” I said, making sure my voice felt fragile.He nodded, looking at me with concern. “I’m glad you insisted on seeing it for yourself, Abby. Now you understand why I’ve been doing all this. It’s all for you. To protect you.”I offered him what I hoped looked like a grateful smile. “I’m exhausted,” I murmured. “I think I’ll go to my room.”“Of course,” he replied, his smile much brighter than mine. “Rest as long as you need. I’ll tell the cook to make your favorite for dinner.”

AbigailAs I zipped up the last bag in my suitcase set and placed it against the others in the corner, I felt a relief at the knowledge that I was almost ready to leave this house and its suffocating weight behind. I glanced at my handbag, where the divorce papers I had gotten prepared sat neatly folded, tucked away like a secret. My hand twitched with the urge to pull them out and march straight to Conrad’s study to demand he sign them. But not yet. There were steps I had to take first. Before anything, I had to talk to Roxy. She would know if I could keep working at the company and stay at the house she’d taken me to when I had left this mansion the first time. I needed that stability now more than ever, for both myself and for my child.Everything I was doing, every step I took, was for this child. They deserved better than this twisted life, and I would do everything in my power to ensure they never felt the absence of a father or the chaos of this home.I rubbed my hands over m

Abigail*For the first time, I saw something shift in his expression—something that looked almost like shock. Conrad stood slowly, pushing his chair back with a scrape that set my nerves on edge.“Stop joking around,” he said, his voice low and tense. “We’re not getting divorced.”I met his gaze, my voice steady despite the panic drumming in my chest. “Have you ever known me to make that kind of joke?”For a moment, his eyes burned with anger, but he quickly masked it, exhaling sharply through his nose. His jaw tightened, and he pinched the bridge of his nose as if trying to regain control.“What brought this on?” he ask

AbigailThe promise I made to Marceline to stay in the house seemed to look reckless and stupid the more I paced in my room. Was this how it was going to be every time? Would I be swayed from important decisions I made just because Marceline asked me to reconsider?I pressed a hand to my forehead, feeling a headache coming on. It was as if the walls of my room were closing in on me. The tension from my argument with Conrad still lingered in my head. I didn’t even want to think of what a disaster that had been, or the side of Conrad I had been shown today that I didn’t even know existed before.Everything in me screamed for escape from the suffocating air of this house. I fished my phone from the bedside table and hesitated for only a second before texting Roxy. “Are you free to meet up?”The words felt desperate as I hit send but the itch to leave her overpowered any guilt I felt about inconveniencing her. The memory of our earlier phone call sprang to mind just as I saw the three dot

AbigailRoxy stretched her arms over her head, letting out a contented sigh as the breeze ruffled her hair. Inside her bag, her phone buzzed. Grumbling, she fished it, frowning at the text that had just come through.“Still on the hook for clean-up duty?” I teased, watching her frown deepen.“I wish,” she said, scratching her chin. “The dog got into the leftovers and my sister’s rushing him to the vet.”“Because he ate some cake?”“It was chocolate cake.”“Oh.”“Yep,” she said, shaking her head. “Dumb dog. I guess this is where we part ways, huh? You sure you’ll be okay?"I gave her a small