All Chapters of Dear Ex, I Want Your Brother : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Daisy’s POV“So… you’re saying Liam’s dad killed my father?” I asked, my voice low, my mind racing. I felt like my heart had just dropped into my stomach. Everything inside me froze. It was hard to understand, to even begin to process what I’d just been told.Hazel paused for a long moment. I could hear her breathing on the other end of the line, like she didn’t want to say the next part out loud. Finally, she spoke. “Not exactly,” she said slowly, carefully. “I said he’s a person of interest. A possible suspect. But Daisy… there’s something else you need to know about Liam.”I didn’t answer right away. A chill ran through my entire body like a wave, and I hugged myself with one arm. My other hand held my phone tighter than it needed to. I tried to be strong. I was wired that way—built for pain, used to bad news—but this? This felt different. Worse. Personal.I forced myself to speak, though my voice came out sharper than I intended. “What?”My chest was pounding hard, so hard I could

Daisy’s POVFor the past few weeks, work has been nothing short of unbearable. I’ve had to sit in board meetings, pretending everything was fine, smiling politely at people who had once been part of the team that ruined my life. The kind of emotional strength it takes to sit across a table from the very people you wish you could erase from your life? It’s the kind you don’t read about in self-help books. It’s the kind you only learn when life drags you face-first through the mud.Honestly, I should probably feel angry, or betrayed, or maybe even sad. But the truth is, I’m just too tired for any of that. I’m numb. Completely drained. Like I’m moving through life with a fog over my eyes. It feels like everything around me is slowly falling apart. And Liam? Let’s not even go there. He still refuses to sign the divorce papers. It’s like he’s holding on for dear life to a marriage that has already died a slow, painful death.“One day at a time,” I muttered under my breath as I opened the c

DAISY’S POVThe events from last month still scare me if I’m being honest. Sometimes when I close my eyes at night, I remember the shouting, the gunshots, the sirens, and the sound of my own heartbeat going crazy. But I sleep better now. I finally sleep in peace knowing that the people who wanted to destroy me are now behind bars. Locked away. Out of my life.Jason told me everything about Liam and the Link Empire mess. At first, I couldn’t believe it. I was angry, shocked, and mostly... I felt stupid. Stupid because Liam had tried to explain everything to me before, and I didn’t listen. I shut him out before hearing the full story. I thought I was protecting myself, but I realize now that I was just being stubborn.That’s one thing I really need to work on. Letting people talk before I make decisions. Listening first. Judging later.After Jason explained it all, I tried to call Liam. I tried more than once. But the call didn’t go through. I waited. I tried again. Still nothing. That’

Liam’s POVThirty minutes later I arrived at Daisy’s estate. My heart beat fast. I expected to see her waiting on the porch or walking in from the garden. But she was not there. That thought cut through me like cold wind. Something was wrong.I walked to the front door. Two servants stood by the door. I tried to keep my voice calm, but it shook.“Do you know if she took her driver, or she drove herself?” I asked.The older servant looked at me and said, “She took the driver, sir.”I handed my phone to the younger servant. “Can you give me his number?” I said. My fingers trembled.He gave me the phone back. I dialed. The call went through on the first ring. Thank God.“Hello?” a voice answered.“Where’s Daisy?” I asked quickly, trying not to yell, but I could not stop myself.“Sir Liam, she’s still in the hospital, sir,” the man said.My chest tightened. “What do you mean she is still in the hospital?” The words came out sharp. My mind filled with questions. How could she be in the hos

Liam’s POVAfter waiting for twenty-four hours, Daisy finally opened her eyes. The moment I saw her wake up, I swear, I felt like the happiest man alive. Nothing else mattered at that moment. All the fear, the stress, the worry—it all faded. She was finally awake. Breathing. Alive. That was all I cared about.But I knew my peace wouldn’t last long. Once Daisy felt better, I knew she’d want answers. She would want to know everything that happened. Every single detail. And just like I expected, once she was stable, the questions came. Fast and unrelenting.But the real shock came when she saw her father again.The moment their eyes met, I saw a flood of emotions in Daisy’s face—relief, confusion, happiness, and shock, all at once. It wasn’t just her. Even I was shocked when I first saw him walk through that door. Richard Turner—her father. A man we all thought was long gone. Dead and lost forever. But there he was. Alive.I remember how I stood frozen, watching him hug his daughter like