All Chapters of Tamed By My Stepbrother: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ryan's POV.The sun hung lazily in the morning, the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the cityscape as I pulled up to Micah's house. I honked twice, knowing Micah would be ready and waiting with the others. Micah, Jace, and Leo bounced out of the house with a wide grin."About time, man! The day's wasting away," Micah exclaimed as he jumped into my car."Hey man," Leo wiggled my shoulders and settled down while Jace entered with a handshake from me."You're looking good." He complimented and I laughed, knowing that he didn't even see what I was wearing. I was sitting in the driver's seat while he was sitting in the backseat, so how would he see me? There's no way he could."Where are we going?" Micah questioned anxiously."Relax, Micah. We're on schedule," I chuckled, glancing at my watch. "I'm thinking of going for a short hike and later, we could crash at the court to play soccer before leaving for home," I told them my plans. "What do you guys think?""I think it is a good idea.

Hailey's POV.Just as Mom said and I know, Aunty Rebecca came back just the next day, with more determination, she wanted to push Mom out of the house and take her place but she resolved to violence, which was what I hated in her choice of things.It was in the early morning. I stood in the center of the chaos in the sitting room, my heart racing as I watched the confrontation unfold between Mom and Ryan's mom all over again, but this time, Uncle Elijah was in and he was with them.He stood beside Mom, his expression a mix of concern and disbelief. Ryan, who had just arrived in the sitting room from his room, looked torn between wanting to intervene and not knowing how to defuse the situation.Aunty Rebecca's voice thundered through the room, accusing Mom of betrayal and using colorful language that made me flinch."How dare you come back here and pretend like everything's fine? You're nothing but a husband snatcher, a homewrecker!" Rebecca's words were like daggers, stabbing at my he

Hailey's POV.My eyes fluttered open as the soft morning light filtered through my curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. It was Monday, the beginning of my final exams, and a mix of excitement and nervousness filled my thoughts. I stretched lazily in bed, feeling the weight of the upcoming challenges ahead. I had no exam that day, til the morrow I was going to the library with Shirley to read.As I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, memories from the previous weeks flooded my mind. The incident in the chemistry lab still lingered, the sting of Brielle's insincere apology and the scar in my hand serving as constant reminders. But today, I vowed to focus on my exams and push aside any distractions. I must graduate in a few months.I swung my legs out of bed and padded over to my desk. The stack of textbooks and notes seemed to mock me, reminding me that every hard word would begin to reflect today.As I flipped open my biology textbook, my phone buzzed with a message from

Hailey's Pov.The drive back home was nothing like when we were going to the restaurant, it was lively with Ryan's Mom, who was making some hilarious jokes just for the family to laugh, and at some points, I cracked up a laugh.I was beginning to feel that maybe Ryan's Mom wasn't that bad, maybe she just wanted peace and love among us all, but everything changed when we got home and met Mom. Aunty Rebecca changed from the sweet she was a second ago and changed to something I didn't know. I had to double-check her if she was the same person or if someone else was supposed to be her.Aunty Rebecca's voice cut through the sitting room immediately we entered and met Mom sitting there, her words laced with contempt as she directed her insults at my Mom once again. "I don't know why you're even here, trying to pretend like you belong. You're nothing but a husband snatcher, a gold digger!" She was harsh with her words. I palmed my face in frustration, oh no! Not again!My mom bristled at the

Ryan's POV.When Dad returned to the sitting room, we stopped talking about Hailey and I love, we focused on Dad again, but at least, I was relieved. There was no secret in Hailey and I loved life again, we were free.I stood in the middle of the living room, my heart heavy with the tension that crackled between Hailey and my parents. They sat across from each other, their expressions a stark contrast.My Mom looked at Dad with a mixture of regret and apology in her eyes. She knew she had hurt him deeply, and her gaze reflected her remorse. On the other hand, Dad's eyes were filled with annoyance and a hint of bitterness. He couldn't shake off the pain of the past, the wounds that had never fully healed.The room felt suffocating, the silence broken only by the ticking of the clock on the wall. I shifted uncomfortably, wishing I could disappear or at least bridge the chasm that had grown between my parents. I never knew forgiveness would be that difficult."Mom, Dad," I finally spoke,