All Chapters of Ruined By My Brother-In-Law : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Anna pressed down harder on the nausea threatening to rise as she hurried through the hospital in search of Sierra. While she had urged Madison, Jack and Brooke back to work, she’d told Pierce to stay back and alert her the moment the hearing reconvened.No one she asked had seen her. “Sierra?” Her voice cut through the corridor as she pushed past a cluster of staff, her pulse thudding louder with every step. The hallways already reflected the fallout of the hearing; people broke off into low conversations, speculation buzzing under their breaths. None of them mattered.Anna turned sharply, scanning the adjoining corridors. Empty. Her jaw tightened. She had checked the resident's lounge, the restroom stalls—even the reception area, asking Leah if she'd seen Sierra leave. Think. Think. Think. Sierra wouldn’t go far. Anna’s gaze flicked to the far end of the hallway, toward the heavy metal door of the emergency stairwell. Of course.She crossed the distance quickly and pushed it op

Jason stumbled out of the elevator, one hand braced against the wall for balance as he kicked his shoes off. He tugged at the buttons of his shirt haphazardly as he continued into his condo, frowning at the loud clash of voices and game sounds spilling from his sitting room. His head hurt, his steps unsteady, and he looked like the kind of man he'd sworn he’d never become. Voices rose, laughter ringing out as he turned the corner, stopping dead in his tracks. Two heads whipped around to him, their smiles dropping the moment they took him in. “You're finally back,” Julian said, taking a sip from his glass of wine before setting it down on the glass center table. “You look like shit.” Cole wrinkled his nose at him, pausing the game on the massive wall-mounted OLED screen. He felt like one. Fucking hell. He didn't need them in his head right now. Or ever. Ignoring them, he staggered through the open-plan living area, dropped his jacket on the backrest, and flopped onto the minotti

It had been four days since that day. Since everything ended between Anna and Jason, since she had confirmed she was carrying his child. She’d stayed away from work despite her suspension being lifted, trying—and failing—to be her old self.She had told Elena she wasn’t ready to talk. She told Leah she was okay on her own, and meant it—or at least, she meant that she couldn’t handle more questions. She had kept her distance from Helen and Olivia, showing up briefly before retreating back into her apartment. She hadn’t decided if she would let Dr. Alvarez be her obstetrician, and the thought of deleting Jason’s number was still a battle she avoided. She had read through their old chats, stopping herself from sending a message a hundred times. Carrying his child felt foreign, a constant, unrelenting reminder. And she hated the effects—the nausea, the tenderness, the dizzy spells no one at the hospital could see.Now she was back at work, and she was certain that had only made things wo

Zürich didn’t breathe down your neck. It didn’t demand anything from you. It didn’t hold onto things longer than it should. It moved forward… just like him.Or at least, just like Jason had trained himself to be.The floor-to-ceiling windows in his hotel suite overlooked the Limmat, its water cutting clean through the city. Evening had settled in, lights flickering on one by one along the banks, their reflections stretching across the darkening water. He stood there for a moment longer than necessary, a glass of Macallan in hand, untouched.He was supposed to have met the board yesterday morning—secure the first position before competitors closed in—but he hadn't been able to get his head in the right space. His insomnia had worsened over the past few days, and when he did sleep, he was tormented by different versions of that night everything changed—each one worse than the last. It left him irritatingly shaken and hollow when he snapped awake. It didn’t help either that during his w

Anna woke to the smell of butter and something burning slightly. For a second, disorientation held her still against the couch cushions. Then her lower back protested as she pushed herself upright and everything from yesterday came rushing back at once.The exchange with Maya, passing out, Elena finding out about the baby, and drifting off to sleep on her shoulder right there on the couch. God.Anna dragged a hand over her face with a groan.“You’re alive.” Leah’s voice floated in from the kitchen.Anna blinked toward it to find Leah standing by the stove in one of Anna's oversized shirts while Elena sat at the island scrolling through something on her phone.Both women looked up immediately, and Anna instantly regretted waking up.“You should still be sleeping,” Elena said carefully, like she wasn’t sure where they stood yet.“I’m fine.”Leah snorted loudly. “Drink every time Anna says she’s fine and suddenly everyone dies of alcohol poisoning.”Anna glared weakly, her gaze flicking