All Chapters of My Best Friend's Brother: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41 Ethan father had stormed to his room in annoyance, his mother following behind him, now Ethan layed on his bed, staring at the ceiling, a message from Lily pinged in his phone "take Maya out, I think she's sick of being indoors, I just left her room" Ethan got up heading over to Maya's room. ---- Daniella sat quietly in her car outside Ethan’s house, staring at the tall walls as if they mocked her. Her father’s angry voice still echoed in her head, replaying again and again. “Come home today. We will deal with Ethan. Don’t argue with me. Be back before evening!” The line had gone dead after that, leaving her shaking and cornered. She hated the way his words felt like chains on her neck. Eric, her personal bodyguard, sat silently in the driver’s seat. His hands rested on the steering wheel, his eyes darting once or twice to check on her. He didn’t dare disturb her, but he could see the tension in the way she clutched her purse. Daniella didn’t know how long sh

Chapter 43 Ethan stood still, staring at his father in disbelief. For a moment, he couldn’t move, he seemed startled at his father's question. “Is it true?” Mr. Bennett asked again, with a sharp voice. “Are you in a relationship with Maya?” Ethan’s lips parted. He looked first at his father, then at his mother, who sat studying him quietly, her eyes unreadable. “Yes,” Ethan said finally, his voice low but firm. He lifted his chin, meeting their eyes squarely. “And I won’t deny it.” His mother is silent at first, studying him. The silence that followed was heavy. His mother’s eyes lingered on his face. But she was silent, as though weighing every word he’d just spoken. Ethan drew in a slow breath. Then he turned his head slightly toward Maya, who stood frozen beside his mum, scarf in her hand. “Maya, go upstairs,” he told her gently. She nodded faintly, her heart pounding, and moved toward the staircase. Each step felt like she was climbing a mountain with chains around her

Chapter 45 Maya froze as the voice on the phone kept talking. Her first thought was to pull the phone away from her ear and stare at it as if it were some kind of snake. What is this? her mind screamed. Another scam? Another trap? Could this be another attempt to kidnap her? But no, something about the man’s tone made her rethink. It sounded too real as if he meant it. “I’ve watched you grow in the Bennett home all these years,” the man continued. “You may not know me, but I knew your father well. And I know the truth of what happened. That’s why I called you. I had to.” Maya’s heart raced. “Why now?” she whispered without realizing. “Because time is short, am old and sick now,” the man answered. “And because you deserve to know the truth. Meet me tomorrow. I am sicky and can barely be able to leave my home, you can meet me here tomorrow." " Where is it?" Maya asked. He gave her an address—an old street not far from the edge of town. His voice softened, almost breaking

Chapter 47 The drive to the old man’s house felt longer than it actually was. It took almost only twenty minutes to reach there. When the navigation finally guided them to a quiet neighborhood with small bungalows lined neatly side by side, Jay slowed the car. “This is it, right?” he asked, glancing at the description in her phone. “According to his description,” Maya said already reaching for the handle. Jay parked in front of a pale blue house, its roof a little weather-beaten, its garden modest but tidy. Maya stepped out first, her chest rising and falling rapidly as if her body were bracing itself for whatever truth hid behind the door. Jay followed her closely. They knocked. A few moments later, the door creaked open, revealing an elderly man with kind but weary eyes. He wore a plain shirt, his hair completely gray, his back a little stooped. On the dining table behind him sat a plate of toast and a steaming mug. The man’s expression shifted as soon as his gaze fell

CHAPTER 49 Nathaniel drove Maya home after the snacks by his Aunt, his hands steady on the steering wheel while his voice carried that calm assurance she had grown used to. “Don’t think too much about it,” he said, keeping his eyes on the road. “It’s probably nothing.” Maya nodded faintly, though she could not still push away the thoughts. The silence between them stretched until they finally pulled into the driveway. Nathaniel gave her a small smile before she slipped out of the car. Inside the house, Maya walked to her room, sat on the edge of the bed, then stood again. She couldn’t sit still. Her heart beat unevenly, and her mind was still curious. She searched the house, wanting company but Ethan and Lily were nowhere in sight. The emptiness only made her more restless. Needing something to do, she picked up the small garden hose and stepped outside. She turned on the tap and began watering the flowers, trying to quiet the storm inside her mind. Not long after, the s