All Chapters of My obsessive brother in-law: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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Chapter One Hundred And Thirty One

Varda's POV Davis’ confession made my heart race extremely fast, not because I had any intimate feelings for him but because it was too sudden. Although, I had already suspected it but hearing it made me feel stiff. We had been apart for a really long while, how come he still had feelings for me? Could I still trust him? Or was all of this just some kind of prank?Honestly, these past few months made it extremely difficult for me to trust people. “Varda, are you still there?” Davis’ voice jolted me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I gulped a lump down my throat and cleared my throat before responding. “I-I…” I stuttered. I struggled to think of the right words to use. “I am sorry. I should not have confessed, I must have scared you.” Davis said in a low tone, barely above a whisper but clear enough for me to hear. I released a heavy sigh. “I do not know what to say to you right now Davis. This is all too sudden.” I mumbled. “I know. I am not expecting some kind of answer

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Two

Varda's POV “Asher, I have got to go. I have something really urgent to do. Can we talk about your birthday plans later?” I raised a brow at him, feeling a bit guilty about suddenly dismissing him since he probably wanted to talk to me. Asher’s face fell in disappointment and I was this close to actually asking him to stay but then I had other plans so I could not exactly ask him to stay. He nodded his head and slowly dragged his feet out of my bedroom. “Sorry Ash, happy birthday again.” I yelled from behind and I did not exactly get a very enthusiastic response but at least I got a response so that meant he was not a hundred percent mad at me, maybe like ninety nine percent. Immediately Asher was out of my room, I dashed out of the room as well but making sure to lock the door and dump the keys into my pockets, just so no one would go into my room and find the phone lying in my wardrobe.I made my way towards Stephen's office in a haste and in less than a minute, I was standing

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Three

Varda’s POV I shifted my gaze to Fransisca, my eyes wide open at her in disbelief. She sighed heavily as she rose to her feet and adjusted the hem of her skimpy dress. “As much as I do not like Varda, she has a point.”“The feeling is mutual.” I mumbled. Fransisca completely ignored me, continuing to speak. “I told you I would not be able to accompany you and Asher to the park for his birthday tomorrow because well, my mother is sick and I need to be there for her. It would not be a bad idea if Varda tagged along instead, Asher really enjoys her company, plus if she says she has something better planned for Asher than I think that is even a great idea.” She explained. Oh so she was not really on my side, she just had bigger things to worry about. “Right?” I chirped in, a small smile plastered on my face. “What do you have planned in mind for him?” Stephen asked. Nothing. To be very honest, I had absolutely nothing planned in mind for him. This was just me trying to use him as a

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Four

Varda's POV The morning of Asher's birthday came in the blink of an eye and I could not help but feel uneasy about how Fransisca had completely taken my side. Did she know something about my plans? Or was she just trying to make me feel uneasy because if her goal was the latter then she was doing a very great job at it. I pulled out my phone out of my wardrobe and stared at it. It would be dangerous to take it along to wherever I, Stephen and Asher would be going to because what if a situation would come and then Stephen would have to search my phone or what if the phone would accidentally fall from my purse or something? I was not taking any chances at all so I would rather keep at home, locked in my wardrobe where no one would ever find it. I rose my feet and walked towards my door, I slightly opened it and peeked through to see if anyone was passing. Once I made sure the coast was clear, I shut the door close and leaned against it, then I began to dial Davis’ number. To my utte

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Five

Varda's POV Fransisca seriously had something planned and a part of me wanted to find out what it was but there was no time to, I needed to start getting prepared since we were to leave this house early this morning. I placed both my hands on my waist and eyed Fransisca in disdain miixed with suspicion. Her smile did not fade, not for once. It seemed to only grow wider with the suspicious look on my face. “What do you want?” I finally asked, raising a brow at her. Fransisca raised her hands in mock surrender. “I am not sure what you are talking about Varda.” “All of this, you helping me and all. You have a reason, you have something planned.” I continued and Fransisca only shrugged. “I am not going to try to convince you about anything Varda. I just want my son to have the best birthday ever so you had better not fail doing that.” She snapped at me. I scoffed. Maybe threatening her would make her back off from whatever she was planning. I cleared my throat and took a bold step to

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Six

Varda's POV Elisa did not wait for me to reply her question. Maybe it was because deep down inside of her, she knew the truth and she suspected that I had something planned or maybe she just felt like she was putting me in a tight spot. Either ways, Elisa cleared her throat and forced a smile on her face. “Get ready soon. I just got a text from Stephen that he and the birthday boy are ready.”I snapped out of my thoughts immediately. “Ready?” “Yeah, they are all dressed and ready to le—-” Elisa got interrupted by another beeping noise from her phone. “Stephen said you have five minutes to get ready or they are ditching you.” Elisa blurted out. Ditching me? Wait, what? No, they can not ditch me!I hurriedly jerked off my bed and flashed Elisa pleading eyes. “You need to help me get dressed in five minutes Elisa, I can not let them ditch me.” I said in haste. Elisa nodded her head. “What do you need help with? Hair? Makeup?” She asked and just like that, I was already putting on the

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Seven

Varda's POV It was easy for the driver to locate the restaurant. Although the distance was farther than I thought. It got to a point where Asher kept complaining that the distance was too much, fortunately for me, Stephen had to continually reassure him that we were going to an amazing place and that I had a great surprise for him. Honestly, I had no surprise for him, all I did was book a reservation and ask them to bake a cake for him. Fortunately for me, It was easy for me to access my bank account so I was able to make payments for the reservation. Although now I was broke and I could not exactly ask Stephen for any money. The car finally pulled to a stop in front of the small, two storey building restaurant. The restaurant was quiet, almost like no one had arrived yet. Well, that was totally normal since we ended up arriving by 10am. Which normal human being would be at a restaurant by 10am?“Is it here?” Asher asked, there was excitement laced in his tone and that was a relief

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Eight.

Varda's POV I hastily shift my gaze away from Davis and back to the waitress so that Stephen does not catch me staring and suspect anything. “What would you like to order ma'am?” The waitress asked, completely ignoring the fact that I just asked her to play along. The thought of trying to convince her resurfaced but then I did not want to seem like a complete nutjob so instead, I just nodded my head and placed an order. I made to sure to let them know that Asher’s cake was to come right after we must have eaten our main dish.After ordering, I walked back to the table where Stephen and Asher were at. I managed to sneak a glance at Davis. His table was like five table away from ours which was perfect to be honest because I did not want him eavesdropping on whatever conversation I and Stephen were about. Stephen and Asher sat close to each other while I sat opposite to them. “What was the reservation talk about?” Stephen raised a brow at me. I knew he was going to ask about that an

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Nine

Varda's POV “Just a minute.” Stephen said to the waitress and all of a sudden, he yanked me by the wrist and pulled out of the restaurant, I could feel Davis's eyes on me and I could have sworn I heard his table move. Deep down inside of me, I prayed that Davis would not follow us and luckily for me, my prayer was answered, I did not hear any footsteps drawing closer. Once Stephen and I were outside, he released his grip off me and shot dagger glares at me. “What the hell are you doing Varda?” He yelled at me. I gulped a lump down my throat and staggered backward, taken by his sudden outburst. “Excuse me?” “First the reservation, now spilling milkshake on Asher? What the hell are you planning?” Stephen raised his voice at me even more. I scoffed and shook my head at him. “It was obviously a mistake! Do you think I would actually intentionally spill milkshake on Asher?” I snapped back at him, equally raising my voice. Well, I actually intentionally spilled milkshake on him

Chapter One Hundred And Forty

Varda's POV As expected, Davis’ eyes widened in shock, he took a few steps backward and furrowed his brows in confusion at me. “Are you serious?” Davis paused to shift his gaze to my stomach. I gulped a lump down my throat nodded my head in agreement. “Yes.”“Varda, that does not mean your husband is allowed to abuse you or something.” Davis said. I scoffed in disbelief at Davis sudden assumption. Abuse me? Abuse was a strong word. Stephen had never abused me before. “What makes you think he is abusing me?” I raised a brow at him in a defense tone. Davis sighed heavily. “I am not trying to paint your husband as a bad person or anything of such but I am only saying you should not let him treat you that way.” I placed my hand on my waist. “Treat me what way Davis? Because I am a little confused here.” I said. Davis rubbed the back of his neck. “Varda, he yells at you. He does not let you own a phone and you are not even allowed to have freedom of movement. What else does that soun

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