Dear Brother You Picked the Wrong Sister to Betray novel Chapter 70

Chapter 1

When our plane started going down, the flight attendant handed out paper and pens for last words.

Right in front of me, my husband Garrett Blake wrote another woman’s name.

“Claire, it took me half a lifetime to realize you’re my true love.”

“If this plane crashes and they somehow find the wreckage, let my ashes return to Claire.”

Claire–my adopted sister who shattered my mother’s urn.

Unfortunately for him, it was just a false alarm. What are the odds, right? Everyone survived.

Back home, Garrett invited me to a celebration dinner for surviving the ordeal.

I handed him divorce papers instead.

“Just sign it. Time to go find your real love.”

“Don’t worry–I’ll make sure you two get that REUNION you’ve been dreaming of.”

Behind BARS.

When Garrett heard this, he just froze for a moment.

“Nora, I’m busy right now. I don’t have time for jokes.”

“Tonight’s dinner is important. It’s not just celebrating our survival–we’re seeing old friends we haven’t met in ages.”

Old friends, or just Claire Winters?

This morning he stood in front of the mirror getting dressed for two hours straight.

I saw the engagement ring he’d prepared early this morning.

Engraved with Claire’s initials.

This so–called survival celebration dinner was just an excuse to see Claire again.

“Excuse me, that table over there still needs setting up.”

Garrett gently reminded me to move aside.

But I didn’t budge, still clutching those papers stubbornly.

“Just sign it.”

Garrett looked at me and frowned.

“Nora, do you really have to do this?”

“Yes.”

He sighed and placed his hands on my shoulders.

“I know you’re still mad about that letter on the plane.”

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Dear Brother You Picked the Wrong Sister to Betray

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Chapter 1

“But we all thought we were going to die.”

“I was just scribbling random stuff on paper. Who knew you’d take it seriously…”

I shrugged off his hands. “Let’s get divorced.”

Before we started dating, Garrett had pursued me relentlessly.

He said my cool personality always attracted him.

He said he’d never met a woman like me–like the cold, distant moon.

But after I accepted his proposal, he started finding me boring and rigid.

Five years of marriage, and he complained I was too cold.

Countless times, I heard him tell others:

“I always feel like this isn’t the life I wanted.”

“Nora’s too uptight and boring. We’re from different worlds.”

“Claire’s different though–she’s lively, passionate, and kind.”

“Like a ray of sunshine lighting up my life.”

My nails dug into my palms.

A dull ache hit my chest.

He knew exactly what Claire meant to me.

If she hadn’t deliberately hidden a snake in my mom’s trunk, Mom wouldn’t have crashed on the highway.

If she hadn’t deliberately caused chaos at the funeral, I wouldn’t have lost even my mother’s urn.

Claire and I had been mortal enemies for years.

Yet Garrett chose her side.

The dinner guests were arriving soon. Garrett didn’t want to argue anymore and angrily snatched the pen.

“Fine! You want a divorce? I’ll sign!”

Without even looking, he flipped to the last page and signed his name with a flourish.

Then threw it in my face.

“Happy now?”

I picked it up from the floor expressionlessly, carefully checked everything was in order, then put it in my bag.

Though this dinner was supposedly celebrating both our survival, it had nothing to do me.

I grabbed my coat to leave, but a low voice came from behind.

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