Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY HUSBAND'S BROTHER IS OBSESSED WITH ME: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

[The Truth My Mother Buried]“The first time I heard my mother’s voice again… it came from beneath the mansion Julian built to keep me trapped.”The emergency alarms were still screaming through the halls when Adrian pulled me down the west corridor.My bare feet slipped against the cold marble as red warning lights flashed across the walls.Everything felt unreal.Gunshots.Shouting.Guards running through the mansion.And Julian’s voice is behind us.“MARIS!”The sound hit me like a chain around my throat.I almost turned back.Almost.But Adrian’s hand tightened around mine.“Don’t stop, Stella.”His breathing was uneven. Blood still stained the corner of his mouth from the fight with Julian.“What’s happening?” I whispered shakily.“Something we don’t have time to explain.”That answer only terrified me more.We reached the end of the corridor, where one of the massive paintings had been pulled aside.Behind it—A hidden steel door.My chest tightened.Another secret.Another lie

[Before the Fall]“The most dangerous thing about the truth wasn’t hearing it. It was realizing the people you loved were willing to destroy each other to keep it buried.”Julian’s words still echoed inside my head long after silence swallowed the underground room.Your mother begged me to keep you away from Adrian.The sentence felt poisonous.Impossible.Wrong.But the look in Julian’s eyes terrified me because he believed it.Or wanted me to.The cassette tape inside my coat suddenly felt heavier than a weapon.Adrian stepped closer to me protectively. “Don’t listen to him.”Julian laughed softly.“You still think this is about me controlling her.”His gaze never left mine.“It’s about keeping her alive.”“By imprisoning her?” Adrian shot back.“You call it prison because you’ve never understood responsibility.”Tension cracked violently between them again.I couldn’t breathe properly.Not with both of them staring at me like I was the center of a war neither could survive losing.

“Now.”Julian turned sharply. “Don’t.”Adrian ignored him.“They know where the documents are,” he continued quickly. “And if they get them before you do, you’ll never learn the truth about your mother.”Julian’s expression snapped cold.“That’s enough.”“The truth already started coming out,” Adrian fired back. “You can’t bury it anymore.”“You know nothing about what had to be done.”“I know you destroyed people to keep control.”Julian stepped closer.Slowly.Dangerously.“And I’d do it again.”The honesty of that answer chilled me to the bone.No apology.No denial.Just truth.Thunder shook the mansion again.Then the emergency lights finally flickered on dimly, painting everything in blood-red shadows.It looked horrifying.Like the mansion itself was bleeding.Adrian turned toward me again.“Stella, look at me.”I did.And the fear in his eyes nearly broke me.“You have to choose now.”Julian’s jaw tightened violently.“Careful.”Adrian ignored him completely.“If you stay here

 Julian didn’t answer.But he didn’t deny it either.That silence terrified me more than words.Because his love had never felt safe.It felt consuming.Adrian suddenly stepped between me and them both.Protective again.Always protective lately.“Enough,” he said sharply. “Not here.”My mother studied Adrian carefully.And something unreadable crossed her face.“You became exactly what I feared.&rdqu

 Julian looked jealous.Not angry.Not controlling.Jealous.The realization shook me harder than shouting would have.Because jealousy meant emotion.Emotion meant weakness.And weak men became dangerous.“Maris,” he said quietly, stepping closer again, “whatever Adrian told you—”“He tells me more truth than you do.”Wrong answer.The temperature in the room dropped instantly.