Todos os capítulos de My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother!: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Sophie’s POV If there was a bigger way to describe the word awkward, I would, because that was exactly how this car ride felt. It was immensely silent as Ethan stared out of the window with distant eyes, his jaw clenched as if he were still back in the elevator, confronting his father. I had never seen him like this before—exposed, with all his emotions laid bare. Even though it was anger, I could relate with how he fells because I know how many times I wished I had confronted my mother the way he did his father And I appreciated the fact that I could see the almighty Ethan Blackwood to be a man with emotions and not a robot or something like that. But it just didn’t make sense. At the dinner where my mother introduced me to them, Ethan had seemed perfectly okay with his father. Then again, come to think of it, there was minimal interaction between them. Almost like… tolerance for peace sake and not even an atom of affection. I wanted to say something, anything, to break the sil

I got instantly hard as I started at her looking naturally beautiful.Her lips still swollen from our last kiss, her eyes shining with mischief and longing as if she was daring me to take her offer.I would be a fool If I choose not to, she arched her eyebrow maybe waiting for an answer but I didn’t answer. I couldn’t—not right away.All I could do was to stare at the way her hair spilled over her shoulders and the way her green eyes glowed.My eyes moved to her mouth and fuck! Blood went straight down there making me even harder.Was that even possible?She looked very innocent yet incredibly sensitive with the wag her lips were slightly open.How she stood there like she wasn’t dangerous. Like she didn’t know what she was doing to me. Like she wasn’t the exact kind of chaos I had spend a lifetime chasing.My jaw clenched. My pulse kicked up.She raised a brow. “Ethan?”I blinked and then exhaled.She tugged at my collar again, mischief in her eyes. “Are we going inside or not?”And

From Ethan's facial expression I saw he liked what he saw.The restaurant was warm—intimate in that old-school, no-reservations-needed kind of way. There were no marble countertops or curated art installations, just mismatched chairs and the smell of garlic and butter floating thick in the air. The walls were faded red, the lighting soft and gold. “This,” I said, dropping into the booth, “is heaven.”Ethan grinned as he slid in across from me, his broad shoulders nearly bumping into the edge of the seat. “You weren’t kidding. Smells like they’re actually cooking here.”“Real food,” I said, opening the stained menu. “Praise be.”We were barely two minutes in—arguing gently over whether to start with the garlic knots or the cheesy bread—when I saw an old lady Bent slightly at the waist, hands wiping down a wooden table in the far corner. Her gray hair was pulled back into a bun, a white apron tied tightly around her narrow frame.I wouldn’t have noticed her if not for the way Ethan sud

I found more prescriptions.Most of them were blank and unwritten with no doctor's note, just the name of the druh there weren't even guidelines or anything it was unfilled and unsigned.Some were folded, others were stuffed between pages of old magazines at the back of her closet; they were not even hidden well — just discarded like they meant nothing.But I knew my mother, she was very meticulous and nothing in her life was ever accidental.I sat on the floor, surrounded by her memories with the empty prescriptions in one hand and her diary in the other. My chest felt extremely tight and I couldn't breathe, it was as if the walls were closing in on me and Like maybe this house was trying to bury me too.But I had to convince myself that it was all in my mind because I wanted to keep going and ip apart every drawer, every floorboard, every nook and fucking cranny of her room But the thing was that I was scared, I didn't know what else awaited me, so naturally, I was scared of what e

Sophie's POVLorna’s fingers twisting a worn-out tissue, and I could already tell she wasn’t sure if she should speak. I could tell she was already getting emotional as I watched her lips tremble as she finally drew in a shaky breath.Ethan hands resting on the steering wheel even though we weren’t going anywhere, be looked very agitated as if he knew he wasn't going to like what he was about to hear.“Lorna please.” I begged. “I know this is hard for you but Ethan needs answers.”She nodded her head and sighed.“She met him in school… your mother. God, she was brilliant. Soft-spoken but sharp. She could silence a room with just one look.” She was looking at Ethan with a sparkle in her eyes as if she was seeing his mother in him.Ethan didn’t move, but I could feel him getting agitated. I turned slightly in my seat, I turned my body to face her as Lorna spoke.“Your father was a scholarship student, an orphan but was deadly smart, your grandfather sponsored him and your mother took i