After Marrying His Brother, My Ex-boyfriend Went Crazy

I used to be the most dazzling violinist on stage.

Then, an accident left me deaf in my left ear, and my life took a tumble.

My boyfriend of seven years was caught kissing a pretty college girl amidst cheers from the crowd.

His brother confronted him. "Are you fooling around out there? Do you even care if Lucie finds out and gets crushed?"

He smirked. "Lucie's not clean any longer. You really think I'd marry her?"

Later, I announced a new relationship on social media, posting a picture of me holding hands with his brother.

Aidan White cornered me, eyes blazing red, and threatened. "Lucie, if you dare fall for someone else, I'll damn well kill you!"

Another man, looking eerily like him, grabbed my wrist to assert his dominance.

"Aidan, she's your sisterinlaw!"

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I was just born with this gift for music. People were calling me a prodigy since I was a kid, and I was racking up awards like crazy.

My parents spared no expense to send me abroad, where I studied at the top music academy.

By twenty, my violin concerts were touring the country.

The media couldn't get enough, and I was on top of the world.

I lived under the spotlight, surrounded by praise.

For the last stop of my national tour, I chose Wetict.

Wetict was where Aidan and I first met, where our love story began.

During the performance, a crystal chandelier suddenly crashed down from above, shocking everyone.

I felt dizzy, warm liquid trickling down my forehead, blurring my vision.

My eardrum throbbed with pain.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed.

Aidan, eyes red with worry, looked at me with concern.

"Lucie, you're hurt!"

The doctor said my left eardrum was torn, and I might lose my hearing.

My world collapsed in an instant.

Music was my life, and now, it was slipping away.

The doctor's words hit me hard, tears pouring down my face.

Aidan looked panicked. "Lucie, let's go to Wetict. They have the best doctors there."

He was determined. "They'll fix your ear for sure!"

We searched the country for top doctors, but my ear couldn't be healed.

Losing hearing in my left ear meant playing the violin was never the same.

Used to adoration, I fell from grace.

Aidan thrived in business, keeping a secret lover on the side.

With his beautiful eyes, he seemed so gentle, until he wasn't.

I saw it coming when he stopped loving me.

People change, I realized.

2

Aidan soared in business, a billionaire with no shortage of beautiful companions.

They called me his dream girl, his one and only.

Even though he played around, I was his only official girlfriend.

In our fifth year together, Aidan started seeing a young, beautiful college girl.

His cutie birdie was innocentlooking, with clear eyes like she'd never seen the world.

Her name was Aubree Brooks, from a poor family, her education funded by Aidan.

Aidan bought an apartment near her school and moved Aubree in.

Friends warned me to keep a closer eye on him, fearing Birdie might steal him away.

I smiled, saying nothing.

Aidan seemed genuinely into Aubree, not showing signs of getting bored even after half a year.

On my birthday, Aidan invited his friends to help celebrate with me.

His Birdie, Aubree, was among them.

It was pouring rain that day, and by the time I got to the hotel, my clothes were already soaked.

The door to the private room was halfopen, and Aidan was holding Birdie close, their actions intimate, like a couple deeply in love.

Birdie was sitting on his lap, her fair arms wrapped around his neck.

Aidan was holding her head, their lips locked in a passionate kiss.

Seeing this, I felt like I had been struck by ice, a chill spreading through my entire body.

Aidan's bestie teased. "You're playing around so much, won't Lucie be heartbroken when she finds out?"

Aidan, with a cigarette in his mouth, lazily replied, "Lucie's already been tainted. Do you really expect me to marry her?"

His bestie smirked. "You've been with Lucie for so many years, never thought of marrying her?"

Aidan chuckled. "Remember when she was kidnapped? The police and I searched for her for three days and nights. When we found her, her clothes were messy. Can you guess what happened?"

His bestie's eyes gleamed with curiosity. "But Lucie does have a pretty face and a great figure. Can you really bear to leave her?"

Birdie snorted. "Is her face as pretty as mine? Is her figure as attractive as mine?"

Aidan hugged her tightly, affectionately saying, "Aubree, you are the most beautiful. No one can compare to you."

Birdie playfully kissed him on the cheek.

His bestie advised. "Play around all you want, just don't go too far."

Aidan sneered. "Lucie is deaf in her left ear. She's practically halfdeaf without her hearing aid. Besides me, who else would want her?"

My feet felt icy cold, and my heart felt like it had been pricked all over by tiny needles.

In his eyes, I wasn't just tainted; I was also physically flawed.

His bestie kindly warned. "Lucie's almost here; tone it down!"

Aidan released Birdie from his grasp, allowing her to sit next to his bestie.

Birdie muttered discontentedly, reluctantly getting off his lap.

I composed myself, took a deep breath, and walked in as if everything was normal.

Aidan blew a smoke ring and patted the seat next to him, gesturing for me to sit down.

"Lucie, you're the star tonight. Why are you so late?"

I smoothed out my soaking wet hair, looking quite disheveled.

Aidan's milliondollar luxury car was parked at the hotel entrance, with Birdie's lipstick deliberately left on the front passenger seat.

He went to pick up Aubree but didn't come to pick me up.

Aidan's teased. "Lucie, did you fall into a ditch? Why do you look like a drowned rat?"

I met his gaze squarely. "I took the bus here. I can't compete with those who come in chauffeured cars."

Aidan lazily raised his eyes and pulled me into his arms. "Why are you speaking so sourly? Who upset you?"

Aubree sized me up, her eyes full of jealousy and resentment.

I broke free from his embrace and said seriously, "Aidan, I can't control what you do outside, but don't bring people in front of me."

"I'm narrowminded and hurt when I see another girl."

Aidan was wellknown for playing around in his circle, and his attitude towards Aubree made me feel threatened.

Birdie's eyes were slightly red, as if deeply aggrieved, tears falling heavily.

"Mr. White, I've made Lucie angry. I shouldn't have come tonight..."

Aidan patiently comforted her. "Aubree, you're here because I brought you. No one can make you leave."

When Birdie looked at me, there was a hint of provocation and disdain in her eyes.

I stepped forward and slapped her. "Do you know your place, you bitch?"

Turning to Aidan, I said firmly, "Either break up with her or break up with me."

Aidan furrowed his brows, his voice still casual. "Lucie, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

3

The room fell silent.

Aubree stepped forward, ripped off my hearing aid, and threw it hard on the ground.

"I'm Mr. White's true love. You're just occupying the title of girlfriend. Have you no shame? Those who aren't loved are the third wheels!"

Birdie spoke boldly, steadfastly defending her socalled love.

Everyone present looked at each other, amazed at the girl's bravery.

I picked up the broken hearing aid from the ground and calmly said, "This hearing aid is a custom version worth thirty thousand dollars. How are you gonna compensate?"

Birdie looked terrified, glancing desperately at the man who was watching.

Aidan stepped forward, wrapping his arms around my waist, and softened his tone to calm me down. "Lucie, she didn't mean it. I'll cover the cost of the broken hearing aid."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Whether Aubree was careless or intentional, anyone with eyes could see.

He almost indulged Birdie, with no questions asked or no blame.

I locked eyes with him, a bit forceful in my tone. "I can let go of her compensation, but she must sincerely apologize to me!"

Birdie lifted her misty eyes, looking pitiful.

Softly, she pleaded. "Mr. White..."

Aidan hid the young girl behind him, afraid I'd confront his Birdie.

He raised an eyebrow. "Lucie, I always thought you were reasonable. When did you start sweating the small stuff?"

Tears welled up from my eyes. "This hearing aid was my mom's legacy. She just broke it like that? Aidan, am I overreacting, or have you changed?"

A broken hearing aid could be replaced, but it was my mom's legacy!

Birdie shrank behind Aidan, submissive on the surface but defiant in her eyes.

Aidan's expression turned cold. "Lucie, don't go too far!"

My eyes were red from holding back tears stubbornly. "I just want her to apologize, and you're upset?"

Aidan's s also thought he was overreacting, coming over to try to mediate.

"Aidan, you've been with Lucie for seven years. Can't you talk this out?"

"Miss Brooks, it's getting late. You have class tomorrow morning! Let us take you home first!"

Birdie tugged at the man's sleeve, wanting him to choose between me and her.

Aidan gripped my wrist tightly, almost crushing my bones.

"Aubree's timid. You scared her!"

I clenched my fists so hard my nails dug in, tears flowing like a ceasefire.

"Aidan, let's break up!"

A hint of anger flashed in his eyes. "Lucie, what are you stirring up now?"

Aidan and I were each other's first loves, entangled for years.

This time, he went too far.

Aidan found me dirty.

His company faced a crisis, falling out with partners.

Because of equity disputes, his former bestie became his enemy.

He bribed thugs to kidnap Aidan's mother, seeking severe revenge.

In the dark underground garage, a masked man with a weapon lurked in the corner. Aidan's mom didn't know, seeing danger approaching.

I didn't care about my safety, rushing in front of the attacker to let Aidan's mom escape.

Aidan's mom worried about my safety, calling the police while running.

When the police arrived, the attackers were gone.

Aidan's mom feared for my safety, urging her son and the police to find me.

When the police found me, it was three days later.

They found me in an abandoned building. The attackers had long gone.

When the police found me, my clothes were disheveled, deeply traumatized, signs of violation.

Aidan's mom hugged me, guilt filling her eyes. "Sweetie, you've suffered."

Aidan, seeing me like that, his eyes welled up.

Trembling, he held my hand. "Lucie, it's okay now; it's all over. Can I take you home?"

I was diagnosed with PTSD and struggled with severe mental illness, even considering suicide.

After the news broke, public opinion turned against me.

News of the suspected assault instantly topped the trending charts.

I faced online harassment, scrutiny, afraid to even step outside.

Every time I close my eyes, scary images pop into my head.

Aidan was scared I'd do something stupid, so he stuck with me twentyfourseven, never taking his eyes off me.

During my hospital stay, he was all handson deck for me.

The lady in the next bed quietly asked me, "When are you two tying the knot?"

Thanks to my boyfriend's tender care, the darkness in my heart slowly lifted.

Whenever nightmares tortured me and I broke down in tears, he'd gently hold me, soothing my hurt soul.

He'd say, "It'll get better! Everything will be okay!"

Those painful memories have started to blur.

As I started forgetting, Aidan boldly exposed my scars to him.

It reopened wounds I thought had healed.

I was sure Aidan loved me and we'd walk down the aisle together.

But he never brought up marriage and even badmouthed me to him.

Turns out Aidan had his doubts; marriage was never on his mind.

We dated for seven years—seven long years! How many of those does a girl get?

He took up my whole youth and filled every memory.

I gave him my best years, but he didn't want them.

Outside, lightning cracked and thunder roared. I dashed into the pouring rain, letting it soak me.

I squatted on the ground, crying loudly, tears flowing freely down my face. I felt like a pitiful creature abandoned by everyone.

Expensive Wheceon shoes came into view, his longfingered hands holding an umbrella, sheltering me from the storm.

Every time we split before, Aidan always came around.

He'd ask, teary, "Lucie, can't we work it out?"

The man had sharp features, a lot like Aidan.

I saw his face; hope in my eyes died out.

Arlo's deep eyes checked me out, sighed. "You're drenched, poor thing."

He was Arlo White, top surgeon at Wetict Hospital, sharp and cold, unlike Aidan.

I bit my lip, lashes trembling, and hunched over.

Arlo's smile soft, voice smooth. "Fighting with Aidan?"

I stared back defiant, like a broken doll, eyes saying I was falling apart.

He took off his jacket and wrapped it around me.

His lips curled. "Can't stand seeing girls cry."

"Call me Arlo. I'll handle it."

I sobbed harder, nearly breathless.

Arlo rubbed his temples. "Hey, stop crying."

"I'll go teach that jerk Aidan a lesson!"

I grabbed his sleeve, my voice soft. "Arlo, do you need a girlfriend? Want to date me?! Even though I'm deaf in one ear, I've got a great personality. I'm not just a good listener; I'm also pretty responsible..."

Arlo's eyes were deep and calm. "Aidan did this to you, which hurts me."

I kissed his cheek, getting bold. "Arlo, I'm yours. Take me with you!"

Arlo's eyes narrowed, voice firm.

"Maybe breaking up's better. I'll comfort you."