All Chapters of Forced to Marry My Stepbrother: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

*** Hyacinth ***Shopping sprees are the best when you have a lot of money. I spend my money buying gifts for people close to me. To my best friend’s family, mostly siblings, but I also buy something for her parents. Then, there are also Janice’s parents. I send gifts to them from me and Raven. I haven’t met them personally but heard that Janice’s father wanted her to marry Zian.It only turned out that my hubby is not good enough for Janice which I am glad about. Janice is an independent woman.I also sent out gifts to my father and Rosie. They are family and yeah, whatever. I just want to flaunt my money on their faces. I also did not forget the old maid who had helped me throughout my childhood. Giving her enough cash and a luxury bag.“Wow, you did well in our bedroom,” Raven said and checked the Christmas socks on the window. “Babe, you knew well that no one would fill that up, right?”I raised my brows and sneered at him.“What do you mean? Santa is real.”“Oh,” He nodded. I hop

*** Hyacinth *** It seems that my husband loves Patricia’s gift. He then decided to leave shortly just before it’s his turn to hand out the gifts. He distributed the boxes and gave Patricia a few more boxes and wasn’t wrapped well. “Wait, what are these?” She asked and he put more. I chuckled as Patricia counted all of the gifts, small and big. “My gifts for you.” “This is an exaggeration.” She squinted her eyes at him. “Twenty gifts?” I laughed. “What? That’s only too little.” He then took his name from Zian’s hands as he handed the gifts. What I didn’t expect is there’s more gifts for me. Like five more or six? I was puzzled. Then, I checked the years. I think it was his gifts for the past years that we are not together. “This is indeed an exaggeration.” I agreed with my best friend but I couldn’t help but to be so happy that I received so many gifts today. On every Christmas. I usually don’t get gifts. I mean, I don’t get anything at all. Except when Darcy and Raven came int

*** Hyacinth *** I can’t shake the feeling that something’s off, like the air around me is thick with uncertainty. My eyes keep flicking back to the screen of the phone, where the memory of those photos lingers, elusive. I swear I saw them, a quick flash of images sent by someone I didn’t recognize—someone who clearly wanted me to see them, only for them to vanish in a heartbeat, as if erased by some invisible hand. But why? Why delete them right away? My heart’s racing a little now, and I find myself scrolling aimlessly, hoping for some explanation that never seems to come.Then there’s him—my husband. He’s lying next to me, so still, his breathing slow and deep like he’s in a deep sleep, unaware of the mess of thoughts swirling around in my head. It’s almost comforting in a way, that quiet rhythm of his breath, but it also feels distant, like there’s a wall between us I can’t quite break through. He mentioned giving me a new phone, with an electronic sim card. He seemed… calm about

*** Hyacinth ***I stood there, torn between wanting to invite Eino and the hesitation that kept me from taking that step. It wasn’t that I didn’t want him there—I owed him. He had been kind to us months ago during the typhoon when everything was coming undone. But it wasn’t easy, either. Even though the mansion was technically under my name, I still felt like it wasn’t just mine. It was ours. Raven and mine. And Raven, my husband and provider, was the one who truly made it feel like home. I needed his approval, but I didn’t want to seem too eager.Raven’s voice broke my thoughts, warm and low. "Big purchase, huh," he said, his arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer. His lips grazed my earlobe as he whispered, “How about some sexy lingerie?”I froze, feeling his words tickle my skin, but then the heat of embarrassment rushed through me. I quickly covered his mouth, my eyes darting toward Patricia, who was standing behind us. I could feel her cringing, probably disgusted by h

*** Darcy ***My heart sank as I stood there, holding the bouquet of Hyacinths. The flowers were beautiful, but they carried a weight that made my stomach churn. The note inside the envelope was a stark reminder of the darkness lurking around Hyacinth and Raven. My hands trembled slightly as I unfolded the paper, and the words written there sent a chill down my spine. The sheer malice in the message was overwhelming. *How could someone be so twisted?* I thought, my mind racing. My protective instincts flared—Hyacinth was like a daughter to me, and Raven, though stubborn and reckless, was my son. I couldn’t let anything happen to them.Janice’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “Auntie? What’s so horrifying?” Her sharp eyes caught the tension in my expression. I tried to brush it off, to shield her from the ugliness of the situation, but Janice was relentless. She was a prosecutor, after all, trained to see through lies and half-truths. When she took the note from me, I felt relief an