All Chapters of Married To My Ex-husband's Half-brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

LAURA'S POV This is the only thing I've done right. Giving Liam a son, I mean. The eighteen months old is chuckling uncontrollably as Liam makes funny faces at him in the nursery. This is the only time I've seen Liam truly happy. I've been meaning to bring up the fact that I'm looking for his father's friend but I don't know what he'd make of it. I don't know if that'll make him happy or if it'll only groom the beast that's been slowly growing in him. I've been by the door for a couple of minutes and neither of them have noticed me. Not until Junior raises his head. "Mama!" He mouths, grinning. Liam turns towards me and smiles. "Hey, you" he hoists Junior into his arms and walks towards me. The baby's large dark eyes and curly jet-black hair deepens my own smile. Liam plants a kiss on my lips. I'm surprised I miss the feeling. It's been so long since he, or Montero, kissed me. "Hi" I mouth against his lips. "It's been so long since..." We both chuckle, "since we did this." I fi

LAURA'S POV I can't believe it. That nuthead Henry Dickson actually spoke with Liam a couple of hours after he declined me audience. Maybe he was only going to speak to a familiar face. I should have thought about that. "He said he doesn't have it." Liam looks extremely disappointed. "How do you know he had it in the first place? Why would your dad give it to him? You said it yourself that they weren't in good terms for a really long time.""My dad actually gave it to him, but he doesn't have it at the moment."Now this is getting more and more complicated. How does someone hand something to you for safekeeping and you don't have it? Just like that. "Well did he say who has it?" Liam shakes his head. "He said he was robbed of it." Robbed of a journal? This has to be the craziest story I've ever heard and I don't believe it one bit. "Do you think the old man's intentionally refusing to hand it over? What if he was instructed to only hand it over to Denver?" Liam shakes his head

NERIAH'S POV I don't think my eyes are working perfectly. Denver's at my door...with Gia."What's going on here?" I mutter, rubbing my eyes for thr third time. "This is where you live?" Gia scrunches her nose disgustedly. "You really need a raise. What do you think sweetie?" She smiles sweetly at Denver. He raises his lips dryly and turns back to me. "You have a moment? I need to talk to you.""One minute." I hurry back in to grab a jacket over my tank top. There's no way I'm letting Gia into my house. Not in a million years. "What's going on?" I ask, loudly this time. Gia slides her sunglasses back onto her nose."Maybe we can talk somewhere that's not here?" Denver asks, completely ignoring Gia's attitude. I shrugged, locking my door behind me. Denver drives us to a high class restaurant somewhere in town. "So, what's this meeting about?" I want someone to start talking already because I'm dying of anxiety. "Take a chill pill, princess" Where did Gia suddenly come from? I tho

NERIAH'S POV It's 3:57 when Ethan finally picks me up. He doesn't say a word to me, just opens the door and shuts it again when I'm seated. Denver had already instructed me to do the file transfer in the car so I could hang on the camouflaged flash drive. Even if someone targeted to take it from me, the other flash drive would long be destroyed before the person gets to it. The silence in the car is awkward, especially since Ethan's the only person who's been good to me since I moved to Denver's house. "How have you been?" I clear my throat to get his attention but he's quiet. Unusually quiet. "You must be upset with me. I'm sorry." He keeps his head straight, not sparing me as much as a glance. After about five minutes, he stops the car at a fuel station. "I need to use the loo. I've been stooling the whole day. Wait here." He says, stepping out of the car and hurrying inside the station. I should've sent a message to Denver by now. Shit. Someone knocks at the window almost

DENVER'S POV Liam can be every other thing in this life, but he can't be sorry. I know he's trying to be dramatic and I'll make him understand that two can play the game. "No, no, why would you kneel to me?" My fingers caress my eyeballs. "I'm just.... I'm overwhelmed." Gia kicks me from under the table. I know she's trying to understand what's going on here. I'll let her in on the whole drama once we're back to our hotel room. "Our father caused a great divide between us, I don't want that to continue. What do you say we put an end to this enmity right here and now?" Liam asks putting a hand out to me. I take the hand. "Yes brother. Let's enjoy each other now that we still have the life and time." Liam nods excitedly, lifting his other hand to signal a waiter. "Get me your finest bottle of champagne. We have something huge to celebrate!"  Liam and I burst into laughter, completely ignoring Gia and the pompous bit