All Chapters of Dear Ex, I Want Your Brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Liam’s POV “Do you really have to do that here? You could at least go out to the balcony,” I said, trying not to sound too annoyed as Jason took out his phone with that goofy smile on his face. One look at him and I already knew what was coming. The sweet voice, the soft laugh, and that look he always had when talking to his fiancée. Now, don’t get me wrong. I love Jason. He’s my best friend, and I have nothing against his relationship. But every time he talks to her, I’m reminded of someone else. Of her. Of Daisy. And the truth is, the more I think of her, the harder it is to be here, miles away from her. It’s like missing a part of myself and trying to pretend everything is okay. Jason raised a hand and headed to the balcony doors with a grin that made him look like a little boy on Christmas morning. “I’ll keep it down,” he said with a chuckle. Ugh. I could almost hear the seconds ticking in my head. I was already coun

Liam’s POV“Like you could,” I snarled at her, watching the way her eyes narrowed but her mouth stayed quiet. I expected her to drop the act and eat the food already. But still—nothing. Her stomach made a small sound, a low growl that reminded me of earlier, when we were walking out of the meeting room. That same sound again. She quickly tried to cover it with a fake cough, then followed it up with a sneeze that was so obviously forced I almost laughed.I rolled my eyes, feeling frustration rise in my chest. “Fine. If you don’t want to eat, just throw it out yourself,” I said sharply, not bothering to hide the annoyance in my voice. I took out my phone like I had something more important to deal with.“I’m on my way now, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes tops,” I said loudly, just enough for her to hear me, then turned and walked out of the room in long strides. I didn’t even glance back. Let her believe I had somewhere urgent to be. That was the whole point.The moment I stepped out,

Daisy’s POV“Where are you, Liam?” I whispered, my voice soft and shaky, as I sat alone in the car. The air had turned cold, colder than before, and I pulled my jacket tighter around my body. My fingers were freezing, and every breath came out as a little cloud. I looked out the window again. The sky was getting darker by the minute, and thick grey clouds were rolling in quickly. The storm was coming. I could feel it.Even though I didn’t like being around Liam sometimes… I couldn’t lie to myself. There was something about his presence that made me feel safe. Maybe it was the way he looked at me, or how calm he always seemed when everything around us was falling apart. I didn’t want to admit it, but I was glad he was nearby even if we weren’t on speaking terms right now.I didn’t even notice when I fell asleep. One minute I was watching the sky, and the next thing I knew, strong, familiar arms were lifting me out of the car. A scent hit my nose—fresh, clean, and so Liam. My tired brai

Daisy’s POVIt has been two long days since we did the DNA test with Sandra. This morning, we’re all sitting here, waiting for the results. The waiting room is cold and quiet, like a storm is about to begin. On one side of the room, I see Anna and Sandra sitting close to each other. On the other side, it’s me, Liam, Cynthia, Jason, and our family lawyer, Mr. Samuel.I can’t help but notice how Anna keeps glancing at Mr. Samuel every now and then. The look in her eyes isn’t friendly. I bet she’s still angry that he told me the truth—that she was trying to take away the property my father left for me. I’m not even surprised by what’s happening now. This is just another one of Anna’s games. Same old trick, just with a different setup. Anna always finds a way to ruin things for me. It’s like she has made it her life’s mission.The room feels heavy. No one speaks. Even breathing feels hard. Then, the silence is broken when a man wearing a white lab coat walks in. A stethoscope hangs around

Daisy’s POVIt was one thing to bottle up my feelings at the office, to keep my face straight, to pretend I wasn’t breaking inside but it was another thing entirely when I got home. When I stepped inside, closed the door behind me, and there were no more eyes watching, no more expectations to meet. That’s when the tears came rushing in like a flood.It wasn’t just sadness. It was pain, betrayal, disappointment… the feeling of having your whole world ripped from under your feet in one single day.Liam had offered to stay the night. He asked if I needed company or if I wanted to talk. But the truth was, I didn’t want to talk. I didn’t want company. I just needed space. My space. A moment to breathe. To cry. To scream if I wanted. A place to let the tension out, to think, to plan what came next.I curled up in my bed with a box of tissues beside me. My eyes were sore and heavy. The pillows were already soaked with tears. I wished the pain could just leave as easily as the tears fell. But