Lahat ng Kabanata ng Two Times Mrs Weston : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

ARIA’S POV The hours blurred together until I completely lost track of time.At some point, the cold metal around my wrists stopped feeling uncomfortable and started feeling normal. That terrified me more than anything else.I sat quietly in the hard chair while officers walked past the room every few minutes. Some looked at me with pity. Others stared like they had already decided I was guilty before the investigation even began.One female officer had whispered something to another while glancing at me earlier. Another had looked at me differently, like I disgusted him, like I belonged in prison already.I swallowed hard and looked away from the glass walls before they could see the tears burning behind my eyes.I was exhausted. Painfully exhausted.It was already one in the morning, and I had not slept for even a second. My head hurts. My body hurts. Even the thought of food made nausea rise in my throat.The idea of sitting on the filthy floor of a holding cell nearly made me thr

ARIA’S POV “Is this your way of getting back at me?”Dean strolled into the interrogation room like he owned the damn place, speaking so casually as though he had not just destroyed my life all over again.“By getting married to my own brother behind my back?” I exhaled sharply, trying to force down the anger clawing at my chest.“What the fuck are you doing here, Dean?”A mocking smile spread across his face as he shut the door behind him.“I came to see how my ex-wife is coping in an interrogation room.”The hatred that rose inside me nearly choked me alive.I gritted my teeth hard enough for my jaw to ache. “Get out.”He ignored me completely, eyes dragging slowly over me where I sat handcuffed at the table.“That body of yours would look so good in an orange prison suit.”For a long moment, I simply stared at him, at the biggest mistake of my life. And somehow, despite everything he had done to me, despite the betrayal, despite the humiliation, my chest still hurt looking at him

XAVIER’S POV For ten long minutes, the only sound inside the car was the soft hum of the engine and the rain tapping lightly against the tinted windows.Aria had been cleared less than an hour ago, yet my chest still felt unbearably tight.I was relieved Ian managed to clean up the mess fast enough to bring her home to me. At the same time, I was still furious with her for not listening when I told her to stay home.And Dean? The anger I felt toward him was on a completely different level.I turned slightly, letting my eyes settle on Aria, where she rested quietly against the leather seat beside me with her eyes closed.At least, she was sleeping peacefully.“Can I ask you something?”My gaze shifted back to her immediately. “You should sleep some more before we get home.”Her blue eyes lifted slowly toward me. “Where were you?”Such a simple question, yet somehow it reminded me exactly of who I was.A man filled with secrets.“Italy.” I answered calmly.She straightened so quickly t

XAVIER’S POV After a whole minute of silence, I found myself debating whether I should keep everything to myself a little longer.Maybe it would be easier that way.Maybe Aria did not need to know every ugly detail surrounding the Weston family yet.But after hearing how trapped she felt with me earlier, after promising her there would be no more secrets between us…I decided to tell her the truth this time.And now, looking at the expression frozen on her face, I was beginning to wonder if that had been a mistake.“So you’re saying…” she began slowly, trying to process everything, “that according to your grandfather’s will, you would’ve lost everything if I had been found guilty of the crime?”Her brows furrowed deeper. “Because I’m married to you?”“Yes,” I answered quietly. “Both of us would’ve lost everything.”She blinked rapidly in confusion.“What do you mean both of us?”I leaned back slightly against the couch.“My father only recently found out about our marriage. Once the

ARIA’S POV After taking several detours to avoid the swarm of reporters surrounding the Weston estate gate, we finally arrived at his father's house.My stomach immediately twisted into knots.His father's mansion looked even more intimidating during the daytime.Xavier turned toward me the moment the car came to a stop.“Are you okay?”I rubbed my palms nervously against each other.“Yeah,” I lied. “I’m fine.”“Aria,” he said quietly. “You’re shaking.”I looked down at my hands.Damn.“I just need a minute to calm down.” I admitted softly. Without hesitation, Xavier moved closer. “Come here.”I scooted toward him and leaned into his chest immediately.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “We’re probably late already.”“It’s okay.” One of his hands rubbed slowly down my arm. “Take all the time you need.”His phone had been ringing nonstop for the past five minutes, yet he ignored every single call without even glancing at the screen.“You sure you don’t need to take that?”“No.” He sounded cal