Semua Bab A Wife For My Brother: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Deanna's birthday was nothing more than a small gathering at home with a few friends and family.Strangely enough, Camila suffered from a terrible stomachache that very same day. Charles arrived with a gift, had a few drinks, and left shortly after—it was a party for the younger crowd.When Deanna had said they were a rowdy bunch, she hadn’t been exaggerating. Most of them were musicians, and they completely took over the small space where she kept her music room. The evening turned into a bohemian scene, filled with songs and instruments.Daniel felt like a fish out of water, though he kept a cheerful and friendly attitude. But he never strayed far from her. Aside from Laura, Susan, and Deanna herself, every guest was a man.Younger men.

The woman standing in front of him, staring in astonishment and confusion, looked so much like Deanna—the same hair, the same eyes, even the way she carried herself. And that same incredulous gaze. She couldn’t have been more than ten years older than him, though she looked younger. The other woman, however, wore a wide smile, her white hair adding to the warmth of her joyful expression.Daniel Crusher was intimidated.When Deanna had told them she had gotten married, why, and to whom, her mother had gone pale, screamed, gotten angry, and ranted endlessly. Her grandmother, on the other hand, couldn’t stop congratulating her and making a fuss.“He’d better come here and face us!” her mother had demanded.“Yes, yes, bring him, Deanna! I want

Another social event, with its protocols and formalities. Another reminder that she didn’t truly belong in that extravagant circle. Her confidence wavered under the pressure of making a good impression—because Daniel’s reputation depended on it. And Deanna had to meet the expectations to avoid tarnishing it.“It’s like playing a role, just think of it as being in a play,” she told herself, trying to convince herself that, eventually, she would get used to this world. If only she didn’t have to go through everyone’s critical scrutiny. Not long ago, none of this had mattered to her—it made no difference, because it was supposed to end. He had warned her from the start: being married to Daniel Crusher came with a lot more baggage.But now that everything had taken an unexpe

Harry scanned the room, searching desperately for Daniel. He knew exactly what would happen the moment his brother realized what Reed was doing. But Daniel was nowhere in sight. Harry had to do something—he had to get Deanna away from that man, and he had to do it now.Yet, he remained frozen. His body screamed at him to move, but his mind held him back. Deep in a dark, unspoken corner of his thoughts—the place he didn’t dare acknowledge—he was waiting for Daniel to appear and let his temper explode. Because he knew his brother well, and his jealousy wouldn’t be directed at Leonard.Daniel, however, wasn’t in the ballroom. He was locked in an adjacent meeting room with his father, several board members, and the finance team, engaged in a heated debate. Of all nights, this had to be the one where they bombarded him with complaints

Daniel’s shadows lit up when he was alone with her.They didn’t go back home; the kids were staying with Susan again anyway. All those years he had spent alone after Emily died felt so distant now, as if his life had a gap where time had stopped and the darkness of grief had covered everything.Now, Deanna filled it all with her light.His office had once been his hideout, a place where his sorrow could consume him without anyone seeing. The entire top floor of the building belonged to him, fully equipped, even with a small room that was now empty and filled with old boxes."Your office feels like an apartment…" she murmured, glancing around."In a way, it was."They were lyin