All Chapters of My Best Friend's Brother: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 32Ethan's hands trembled as he held the phone tightly to his ear.“Maya? Whatsapp, where are you?” His voice was rushed, filled with panic.“She’s with me,” a deep, distorted male voice replied.Ethan's heart almost stopped. His throat went dry instantly. “Who are you? Why… why are you with her phone?” he forced the words out.“You listen to me, and you listen well,” the voice said slowly, as if enjoying the fear it was causing. “If you want to see Maya again, I will call you in the next one hour and tell you what you need to do.”And with that, the line went dead.Ethan just stood there, staring at the phone like it might somehow give him the answers. He didn’t need to ask questions. He didn’t need to confirm. He knew—Maya had been kidnapped.The silence in the room was loud. Lily stepped forward, her eyes wide with shock. “Ethan… who was that? Where’s Maya?”But Ethan couldn’t answer. His chest felt like it was caving in. He didn't know who that was, but he only knew one th

CHAPTER 34 Lily sat on the porch steps, staring at the gravel path without really seeing it. Her chest felt heavy. She had not spoken to Maya properly before all this happened. Their last talk had been cold, filled with misunderstandings that now felt so stupid. If only she could turn back time, she would take back her sharp words. The sound of a car engine made her look up. Nathaniel’s car rolled in. He parked quickly and stepped out, his strides fast and urgent. His eyes locked on her for only a moment before he was in front of her. “Where’s Ethan?” he asked, almost out of breath. “Inside,” she said quietly. She didn’t have the strength for more. He nodded, a quick, tense motion, and without another word he hurried past her into the house. Clearly, Ethan must have told him something. Or maybe her mum had. Either way, his face told her it was serious. Lily eyes followed him until another figure caught her attention. A young man was walking toward her from the street. His ex

CHAPTER 36 Ethan sat at the head of the small polished table in the study, his hands resting flat, his eyes calm but unreadable. Across from him, Daniella’s lips curved into a slow smile. The papers lay between them — crisp, white, heavy with legal weight. “You’re really doing this?” she asked, her tone soft but brimming with triumph. Ethan gave her a small nod, the perfect picture of a man surrendering. “For Maya,” he said simply. She didn’t even hide her satisfaction. “Good.” Daniella took the pen, placed it neatly in front of him, and watched closely as he scribbled his signature in bold strokes. She picked up the papers herself, holding them as though they were the crown jewels. “Finally,” she whispered. Then she stood, took out her phone, and walked to the window with a dramatic little sway. “Daddy? Guess what… Ethan and I are back together,” she said sweetly. “Yes. Yes, I knew you’d be happy. We’ll talk wedding plans once… yes….” She laughed softly before hanging

Chapter 38 The hospital smelled faintly of antiseptic, Maya's discharge papers were finally ready, Ethan's parents have gone home an hour earlier, Leaving him and Lily behind, Nathaniel had come back also. Nathaniel jingled his car keys. “I’ll drive you two home,” he said. The ride started in silence. Maya sat in the back beside Ethan, she felt weak still and Ethan held her in a tight hug, her hands folded on her lap. Nathaniel drove with both hands on the wheel, glancing occasionally at them in the mirror. It was Maya who broke the quiet. “Ryan… he told me something.” Her voice was low, almost a whisper. Ethan turned his head to her instantly. “What did he say?” She swallowed, her eyes fixed on her hands. “He said… my father was a fool. That he was framed. He made it sound like he knew the people who did it.” Nathaniel’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. He didn't look at them through the rear view mirror, he turned back and looked at her. “He taunted you with

Chapter 40 At home, Maya was in the upstairs bathroom, her one wrist still in a brace, her knee aching when she bent it too much. Lily had insisted she take a warm foam bath to ease her muscles. “You’ll feel better,” she’d said, fussing over the water temperature and pouring in enough rose-scented foam to cover her completely. Now Maya sat in the oversized tub, foam and floating petals hiding her from view. She reached awkwardly with her good hand, trying to work shampoo through her hair, but the angle made her wrist throb. A knock came at the door. “Maya?” Ethan's voice. She hesitated. “Yes?” “Lily’s busy. She asked me to bring you a towel.” The door opened before she could protest, and he stepped in, holding the towel in one hand. The foam completely hid her from the shoulders down. Ethan's eyes softened. “You’ll hurt yourself twisting like that. Let me.” Before she could answer, he rolled up his sleeves and knelt beside the tub. His hands were warm and steady as h