I Hired a Wife Instead of an Employee and Changed My Life Forever
Section 3
Rachel sat at her kitchen table, the glow of her laptop illuminating her determined expression. Daniel's words from earlier danced in her mind, stirring something deep within her. She had to know more about his past, especially after finding that letter tucked behind a wilting receipt.
With a few taps, she entered his brother's name into the search bar. The screen blinked back at her with surprising clarity, revealing a social media profile filled with pictures of a family she barely recognized.
“What happened to you two?” Rachel whispered to herself.
Scrolling through the posts, she stumbled upon a thread filled with comments laced with bitterness—arguments over money, accusations that made her stomach churn. It appeared that Daniel's brother had not only distanced himself from Daniel but seemed to have turned others against him.
“This isn’t just a family spat,” she murmured, heart racing. “It’s a full-blown feud.”
Rachel felt a mix of anger and sympathy for Daniel, who was so vulnerable beneath his confident facade. She didn’t want to invade his life, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she had to help him, however she could. “I’ll just gather some facts,” she reassured herself. “Then I can figure out what to do.”
As she prepared to document what she found, a nagging sensation tinged her excitement—it wasn’t just about the brothers anymore. It was about the deepening bond she felt with Daniel. Every conversation, every shared smile, tugged at her heart. The thought of jeopardizing their relationship added weight to her resolve.
Section 4
The next day, Rachel could feel the tension in the air as she approached Daniel in the garage. He was bent over a motor, his brow furrowed with concentration. She took a deep breath, clenching the papers she had printed.
“Daniel?” she called hesitantly.
He straightened up, wiping grease from his hands. “What’s up?”
“We need to talk,” she said, holding the documents close to her chest. “About your brother.”
His expression shifted, eyes narrowing. “What about him?”
“I found some things, Daniel. Things that might explain why you two aren’t speaking.”
“I don’t want to hear it,” he snapped, turning back to the motor.
“Daniel, please! It’s important!”
He spun around, his frustration boiling over. “Important? You think digging into my family issues is important?”
“I’m trying to help you!”
“Help me? By prying into my past?” Daniel’s voice rose. “You have no idea what you’re talking about!”
“Then tell me!” Rachel shouted back, her heart racing. “Why were there accusations of betrayal? What did your brother do?”
For a moment, silence enveloped the garage as Daniel’s face hardened. “He turned everyone against me. I’m done with him.”
Rachel’s resolve crumbled. “But I think you still care.”
“You’re wrong!” he yelled, and the words hung between them like an unshakable weight.
Feeling a rush of guilt, Rachel took a step back. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, turning on her heel. As she walked away, she felt a pang of regret for pushing too far.
Just as she reached the door, her phone buzzed. A notification flashed—a message about Daniel’s brother, and her heart sank. This would change everything.