Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Blake’s POV:

patted Anna’s back, feeling her tremble slightly under my ram. She seemed overwhelmed by the elaborate dinner I Arranged at this exclusive hotel.

“What’s wrong? Teeling emotional?” I asked softly, watching her eyepgrow moist, the finally sees how much I care.

“Yeah, a little,” she admitted.

A rare warmth spread through my chest. It had been tou long since and shared a genuine moment like this. I allowed myself to

“You think I came back early just to set this up? You’re underestiming me. Couldn’t I have arranged all this over the phone?” I leaned forward, confidence surging through me as I awaited her approval. “Have you noticed how suddenly quiet it got online? Al those attacks against you- gone?”

Anna stiffened. Her face changed so quickly that I nearly missed it.

“What do you mean?” Her voice turned cold

I frowned, confused by her shift in tone but pressed on. “I took care of it. Every nasty comment, every hit piece deleted, No will hurt you like that again.” Lexpected gratitude, maybe even tears of relief. Instead, she stared at me, completely still.

“You… found out who was behind it?” Her voice trembled.

“I did, I replied simply, growing increasingly puzzled by her reaction

“And you still did this?!”

I couldn’t understand where her anger was coming from. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. I had protected her, defended her reputation. Why wasn’t she happy?

“Anna?” I reached for her hand, but she pulled away,

She sat there, jaw hanging open in shock, She’s probably too stunned to even react. I reached over and gently pushed her chin up to close her mouth. My fingertips brushed against her ice–cold lips

1 leaned in and kissed her, but her lips quivered against mine. Warning bells started ringing in my head.

“What about her? The person behind it?” she demanded.

“I handled it,” I said, alarm growing as her face darkened further. What was going on? “Isn’t that what matters?”

Anna’s eyes flashed with a fury I’d never seen before. Before I could pract, she grabbed her wine glass and hurled it again The crystal shattered, sending red wine cascading down the pristine wallpaper.

“Anna” I stood up, shocked.

She swept her arm across the table, sending plates crashing to the for. The sounds of breaking china pierced my ears. The restaurant stall rushed toward us, but I waved them off

Leave us! Now!” Anna commanded.

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Chapter 111

I barned back to her, for belifeen sympathy and confusion.

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Liðen to me; I said, my voice strmined. “You’ve been wiking In chonta Fetaren you and Claire, haven’t

I took a deep breath, steeling myself in kay the words I’d been agoning out

“Annn, I choose you!”

Her struggles slowed. I continued, my chest tight.

weight of any decision.

“Claire went too far, I admit that. But she’s my only sister. I’m sending her to Europe, and she won’t be criming back unless absolutely necessary, Isn’t this what you wanted? I promise. never let her hurt your again.

1 expected relief, maybe even gratitude, Instead, Anna let out a cold ugh that went chills down my spine.

You choose me?” she spat the words back at me. “What the fuck gives you the right to choose me?”

My arms dropped to my sides. Where is this coming from?

“Is it because you’ll sleep with Claire until her corpus luteum ruptures but won t touch me?” Each word felt like a needle pering

my heart.

I stood there, completely stunned. Was this really what she thought of me? After four years of marriage?

screen was a photo of Claire and me

She yanked out her phone, her hands shaking visibly as she thrust it in my face. There on the screen was a ph in the master bedroom at Seaside Manor.

“Or is it because you let her stay in our bedroom? Sleep in our bed he shouted.

This photo… That day Claire was just discussing her dance performance with me… How could Anna think this?”

I forced myself to remain silent in the face of her rage, even

2, even as ice crawled up my spine. I just stared at her.

When her breathing finally slowed, I spoke, my voice controlled despite my inner turmoil.

“You jumped to all these conclusions without even talking to me?” aid coldly. “That male dancer from her old theater is the who hurt Claire, causing her corpus luteum ruptures. Someone she trusted…” I paused, struggling to finish that thought. “You really think I’d want to deep with you while dealing with all this? Do you know why I pulled strings to get her into a different theatre? Because I knew exactly how much she was suffering.”

How could she think this about me? I was just taking care of Claire because she was hurt. Anyone would do the same

“No one who actually gives a damn would treat another person like that,” I continued, my voice bitter. She’s a victim too. I’ve been watching out for her because that kind of trauma doesn’t just go away overnight.”

My throat tightened as I spoke. I searched Anta’s expression for understanding, but her eyes made my heart sink.

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