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Foster Brother Loses True Love

After my foster brother, Wren, stumbled drunkenly into my bed, he missed a crucial call from his first love, Daniella. That night, she was killed in a car accident. When Wren heard the news, he murmured about fate’s cruelty. Later, I found out I was pregnant, and my parents naturally suggested Wren and I marry. For all those years, I believed he genuinely cared for me. But on our wedding night, he drugged my entire family and set our estate ablaze. Amid the dancing flames, he glared at us with hatred. "You took my beloved Daniella from me, and now you're after my family's wealth," he snarled. "Let's all go down together!" Suddenly, reality snapped back as I lay on the floor, recalling Wren's abrupt departure. The sharp ache in my arm reminded me this was a second chance at life.
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Chapter 3

The next day, my mother called me in tears, saying my foster brother had upset my dad so much that he had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital. I was so shocked that my phone slipped from my hand and clattered to the floor as I dashed out the door to the hospital.

Fortunately, Dad received timely medical attention and was out of danger. As soon as I entered the hospital room, I saw my father angrily grabbing something beside him and hurling it at my foster brother.

"Get out! If you want to marry this woman, then leave this house."

"Dad, Wren and I truly love each other. I know you have reservations about me, but please give me a chance; I will prove myself," Daniella Kelly pleaded with an earnest look.

Wren held her protectively, his eyes cold and fixed on my dad. "I am going to marry her, no matter what," he declared, his tone defiant. "Old man, you're getting on in years. Stop trying to control us, or you might find yourself without anyone to care for you in the future."

Dad's face turned pale with anger, and he yelled, "You're ungrateful! Get out!"

My mother, equally furious, picked up a broom, ready to chase the two out of the house. I caught Wren's eyes as he turned to leave, my face impassive.

"Dad has taken care of you for over twenty years; how could you do this to him?" I asked.

"Taken care of me for over twenty years? Are you sure it wasn't because there was something in it for him?" Wren replied cryptically before leaving.

His words left me puzzled; what did he mean? But there was no time to ponder as I rushed to comfort my dad by his bedside.

"Dad, Wren is an adult now. If he has feelings for Daniella, let's just let him make his own choices," I suggested.

"Let's not concern ourselves with him," I added.

Mom was nearby, shedding tears. "We worked so hard to raise him, and he turned out to be so ungrateful," she lamented.

Dad heaved a sigh. "Let him go; I've done my duty by raising him."

Seeing their reluctant acceptance of Wren's decision to marry Daniella came as a relief. This time, without obstacles, my parents shouldn't have to worry, right?

When I returned home, the moment I stepped inside, someone pushed me against the wall, startling me. I looked up to see Wren glaring down at me, his expression thunderous.

Before I could explain that my parents had agreed to his marriage with Daniella, he suddenly flung a piece of clothing at my face, his voice seething with anger. "Laylani, are you really this shameless? Stuffing lingerie into my clothes?"

"I told you I don't have feelings for you anymore," he sneered. "Do you have to resort to such cheap tricks to get my attention?"

"Falling for your own brother—don't you find that twisted?"

His words cut deeply, and tears spilled from my eyes. Clenching the lingerie in my fist, I shouted back, "I didn't do it; it was a mistake by the housekeeper!"

Wren's gaze grew even colder. "Do you think I'd believe that? Don't show your face around me again; you disgust me!"

"Believe what you want; it's true, I've stopped liking you," I retorted, meeting his glare with a steely one of my own before turning and leaving the house.

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