# Chapter 28: The Brunch, the Confession, and the Ghost Who Wouldn’t Stay Gone
Hello everyone, it’s me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 28 of "Seduced By My Ex's Divorce Attorney audiobook free." This is one of those chapters that feels like a beautiful, tense dinner party where every smile hides a knife, every kiss hides a question, and every old wound has a way of walking through the door at the worst possible moment. So settle in, because Hannah’s world is about to get messy, revealing, and painfully romantic all at once.
The chapter opens inside Roarke’s Range Rover as he and Hannah drive toward the club for brunch with her parents. The air between them is not the warm, electric closeness they’ve shared since they started dating. Hannah sits with her legs crossed, then her arms folded over her chest—body language that screams exactly where her mind is. Roarke notices. Of course he notices. He’s a lawyer, after all, trained to read what people don’t say. He asks if he missed something, and Hannah, prickly and guarded, claims she’s just making conversation. But her “conversation” is really an interrogation. She asks whether he screws over her friends, and Roarke’s eyes narrow. He repeats that he doesn’t screw anyone over; he gets clients what the law says they’re entitled to. To Hannah, that sounds convenient. To Roarke, her suspicion feels like a slap.
Then comes the first major crack in Hannah’s assumptions. Before they leave the car, Roarke stops her with a hand on hers and tells her the truth: David Quinton is not his client. Scarlett is. David actually tried to hire Roarke and offered him double what Scarlett was paying. A heavy weight drops into Hannah’s stomach. She had it wrong. Again. And that realization is almost worse than being right, because it means she keeps painting Roarke as a villain when he might simply be a man doing his job. He tells her he’ll share this only so they can walk into brunch like the happy couple they’ve been, but she must not repeat it. Hannah nods, but her mind is already spinning.
They arrive at the club, and the gate guard, Len, greets Hannah warmly. Roarke notices the contrast and mutters that Len doesn’t get the cold shoulder. It’s a small, sharp jab, but it reveals how much Hannah’s distance is getting under his skin.
Then the parents arrive. Hannah’s father, Gregory, is delighted to see her, and her mother, Olive, studies Roarke like he’s a piece of real estate she’s considering buying. Gregory immediately likes Roarke and even says he wishes they had gotten to Hannah before Todd did. Hannah rolls her eyes, but Roarke smirks—cool, collected, a chameleon who can become whoever the room needs him to be. Olive finally places him: he’s Todd’s lawyer. Once she realizes that, her smile warms up considerably, because in her world, Todd would only hire the best. She even slides her arm through Hannah’s and whispers that Roarke is very handsome.
For the next two hours, Roarke charms Hannah’s parents and their friends. He talks golf, he smiles, he plays the part perfectly. Hannah, meanwhile, sits through brunch while her mother criticizes her fruit and pancakes, warning her about sugar, carbs, and losing her figure. Roarke quietly piles grapes onto Hannah’s plate, and Olive actually stops. It’s a small protective gesture, but it says everything: he sees Hannah, even when her own mother doesn’t.
When Roarke excuses himself to the bathroom, Hannah’s paranoia kicks into overdrive. She wonders if he’s calling a side piece. Her father uses the moment to ask why she kept Roarke a secret. Hannah admits she was going to wait until the next event. Then Gregory brings up the background check—the private investigator he insisted she use after Todd. Hannah never followed through with Roarke. Everything moved too fast, and she liked discovering him naturally instead of reading a report. But now, after the perfume, the phone calls, and all the unanswered questions, she’s nauseous thinking about what the investigator might find. Her father tells her she should have checked before her heart was invested. Hannah denies being invested, but Gregory just chuckles. He knows her better than she knows herself. He says, “You’ve already fallen.” And Hannah, stubborn as ever, says, “No I haven’t.” But the look on her father’s face says: prove me wrong.
Roarke returns, and Gregory suggests they go see the fountain in the courtyard. It’s a chance for Hannah and Roarke to be alone, and Roarke takes it. He pulls her onto his lap on a bench, and despite Hannah’s protest about public displays of affection, he kisses her. It’s deep, hungry, almost X-rated. His hand slides up her skirt, and for a moment, all thoughts of the PI, the perfume, and the phone calls vanish. Roarke has that power over her—he makes her mind fuzzy. But just as they’re lost in each other, a voice slices through the moment.
Todd.
Hannah freezes, then stands. Her face is red, her lips swollen. Todd is standing there with his new fiancée, a young woman at least ten years younger than Hannah. Todd looks smug, and he says it seems like they both walked away winners from his divorce. Roarke fires back, calling Todd’s name like he’s a child, then pulls Hannah to his side and says their secret is out, but Todd’s is too. Todd immediately drops his fiancée’s hand, and Hannah feels a flicker of pity for the girl. Todd asks Hannah if she’s dating Roarke. She lifts her chin and says yes. Todd tells her good luck, saying Roarke isn’t really her type. Hannah asks how he knows her type, and Todd sarcastically says he was married to her for years and figured her mom would have lined up suitable men. Roarke laughs—a laugh Hannah has never heard from him—and says he stole her before they had the chance. Hannah wishes that weren’t true, but it is. She barely blinked and fell for the one man she hated.
Then Todd announces they’re getting married. He raises his and his fiancée’s joined hands to show off the ring—one that was probably financed partly with Hannah’s money. Hannah doesn’t play the one-up game. She slides out from under Roarke’s hold, grabs his hand, and leaves. Todd calls after her, “You too,” but she doesn’t respond.
The next scene jumps forward. Chelsea is waving a hand in front of Hannah’s face, pulling her out of her thoughts about the private investigator she hired. After brunch yesterday, Hannah told Roarke she had a horrible headache and just wanted to go home and lie down. He insisted on taking care of her, but somehow she won the battle and escaped his intoxicating cologne and sweet gestures so she could clear her mind and make the call to the investigator. She has to know for sure before investing more of herself in this relationship.
Now she’s in a meeting with the caterer, Jett—a friend of Roarke’s, or so he says. But Jett is about fifteen years younger than Roarke and doesn’t fit his usual type. With almost black hair, piercing blue eyes, tattoos up both arms, and an all-black outfit, Jett is exactly the kind of bad boy who makes women weak in the knees. Chelsea whispers that she appreciates a bad boy, and Victoria teases her because Chelsea is already committed to one. Chelsea smiles lovingly and says her man has been so sweet lately—always laying his head on her stomach, swearing he’s hearing something. The sentence trails off, leaving another thread dangling, another mystery humming in the background.
So the chapter leaves us with Hannah caught between two investigations: the one she’s hired against Roarke, and the one her heart keeps conducting every time he touches her. She’s trying to protect herself, but the more she digs, the more she realizes she may already be in too deep.
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## Reader’s Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter is a delicious mix of romantic tension, family awkwardness, and ex-drama. Roarke’s confession about Scarlett being his client is a brilliant twist because it makes Hannah’s suspicion look less like intuition and more like self-sabotage. At the same time, Roarke’s chameleon-like charm is both attractive and unsettling—he can become exactly what every room needs, which makes it hard to tell where the real man ends and the performance begins. The brunch scenes with Olive are painfully realistic, and the fountain kiss interrupted by Todd is Chef’s Kiss cringe—the kind that makes you cover your face and keep reading anyway. The ending with the PI and the caterer meeting adds fresh momentum, and Chelsea’s mysterious stomach comment is a sneaky little hook that I did not see coming.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
The next chapter will almost certainly deal with the private investigator’s findings. Hannah has finally made the call, and the results are dangling over her head like a guillotine. I predict the report will reveal something unexpected—maybe Roarke isn’t cheating, but he is hiding something tied to Scarlett, David, or even Todd. The brunch fallout with her parents will also linger, especially since Gregory already believes Hannah has fallen for Roarke. And Chelsea’s line about her man hearing something on her stomach? That feels like a pregnancy hint or a medical mystery that will demand attention soon. Meanwhile, Jett the caterer may become a bigger player than expected—perhaps connected to Roarke’s past or to Scarlett’s case. One thing is certain: Hannah is about to learn that the truth doesn’t always set you free. Sometimes it just gives you a new set of chains.
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