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My Ex-Husband's Brother Chapter 170
Avia’s POVThe night felt endless. Even after Tristan came back into the room, his warmth against me wasn’t enough to lull me into sleep.My body lay still beside his, but my mind wouldn’t shut off. Every sound—the ticking of the clock, the faint hum of the city outside, even the slow rhythm of his breathing—seemed too loud. My chest ached with a heaviness I couldn’t explain, a weight that pressed deeper with each passing second.By the time dawn broke, I had barely closed my eyes.Tristan stirred before me. His hand brushed lazily across my waist before he slipped out of bed. The sheets lifted, and the sudden absence of his warmth made me curl tighter into myself. I watched him silently through half-open eyes, the way he pulled on his shirt with quick, distracted movements. His jaw was set, brows pulled together in thought. He looked like a man carrying too much, and for a moment, I wanted to reach out and stop him. Ask him what was wrong. Demand answers to all the things he never sa
My Ex-Husband's Brother It's time
Tristan’s POVI stood there, watching her crumble into the couch after that phone call. She was trembling, holding the phone in her hand like it had suddenly turned into fire. Her face had gone pale, her lips quivering like she had lost her voice.I hated the silence.“Avia,” I said carefully, moving closer, but she turned her back to me, her hand clutching her stomach like she was protecting it from me.“Don’t,” she whispered. Her voice was so broken I almost didn’t recognize it.“What happened?” I asked again, softer this time.She shook her head. “Nothing… it’s nothing.”Liar.The phone slipped from her hand and landed on the floor with a soft thud. I bent down quickly, grabbing it before she could. My eyes caught the last call—Doctor Lewis.My chest tightened.“What did they say?” I demanded, my voice rising now.She snatched the phone back, shaking her head furiously. “I said it’s nothing, Tristan!”Her scream echoed, bouncing against the walls, stabbing me in the chest. For a mo
My Ex-Husband's Brother Chapter 168
Avia’s POV I watched him as he came out of the bathroom, water dripping down the lines of his body. Droplets slid across his chest and traced the curve of his shoulders before disappearing into the towel wrapped low around his waist. His hair clung to his forehead, damp and dark, as he dragged the towel across it carelessly. I wanted to ask him a thousand things. Why he let Brianne back into this house. Why he looked like the weight of the world was pressing on his shoulders. Why his eyes seemed clouded with something heavier than fatigue. But I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I knew better than to push him when he was like this. Would telling him about the child inside me change anything? The thought clawed at me. My fingers tightened around my phone as I sat on the bed, pretending to scroll. Brianne had told him the child wasn’t his, and yet he hadn’t reacted. He hadn’t flinched. If anything, his silence had told me everything I needed to know—that he wanted me by his side rega
My Ex-Husband's Brother Chapter 167
Avia’s POV My body lay still beside his, but my mind wouldn’t shut off. Every sound—the ticking of the clock, the faint hum of the city outside, even the slow rhythm of his breathing—seemed too loud. My chest ached with a heaviness I couldn’t explain, a weight that pressed deeper with each passing second. By the time dawn broke, I had barely closed my eyes. Tristan stirred before me. His hand brushed lazily across my waist before he slipped out of bed. The sheets lifted, and the sudden absence of his warmth made me curl tighter into myself. I watched him silently through half-open eyes, the way he pulled on his shirt with quick, distracted movements. His jaw was set, brows pulled together in thought. He looked like a man carrying too much, and for a moment, I wanted to reach out and stop him. Ask him what was wrong. Demand answers to all the things he never says. But I didn’t. I stayed still until he left the room. The moment the door clicked shut, I exhaled shakily, sitting up
My Ex-Husband's Brother Chapter 166.
Tristan’s POVMorning sunlight leaked in through the half-drawn blinds, cutting sharp lines across the floor of my room. My head was heavy, still buzzing from everything that had happened yesterday. I rolled over, staring at the ceiling, but it wasn’t blank anymore—it was crowded with voices, accusations, and the kind of silence you never really forget.Brianne showing up at the house still didn’t make sense. Her voice, her face, that stupid photo in her hand—it was all glued to my mind like it had been branded there. I kept telling myself it couldn’t be true, that I couldn’t possibly be the father of her child. I had tried explaining that to Avia last night, fumbling over words like a guilty man even though she had stopped me halfway.“I know you wouldn’t do that,” she had whispered, her face soft in the dim light. “You don’t have to prove it to me.”Her faith in me should have been enough to calm my nerves, but it hadn’t. Because the truth was, I didn’t even trust myself anymore. Ev
My Ex-Husband's Brother Validation?
Chapter — Avia’s POVThe air in the house was cold when I woke up, far colder than it had any right to be. My fingers brushed against the side of the bed where Tristan had slept last night, but all I felt was emptiness. His scent still lingered on the pillow, faint, stubborn, and painfully comforting.He had left without a word again.I sat up slowly, my heart twisting in a way I hated. How many times was I going to allow this cycle to repeat? He drew me close, whispered promises in my ear, and then vanished the moment morning came like everything he said was fragile enough to break with the sunrise.The silence was broken by soft footsteps outside the room. My entire body tensed. It wasn’t Tristan. I knew the weight of his footsteps like I knew the beat of my own heart.Brianne.She pushed the door open just a little, her face appearing like a shadow at the crack. Her smile was smug in a way that made my chest tighten.“Oh. You’re awake,” she said, her voice dripping with fake sweetn
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