All Chapters of Her Hockey Stepbrother, Her Worst Enemy, Her Beloved: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Maxton's POV. I had a lot on my mind. I hoped my father hadn't committed murder. He was strict and almost a perfectionist, but I knew getting rid of a person literally wasn't his way. So what happened? What could be so bad that he didn't want to talk about? My eyes narrowed, but my voice was still lower than a whisper. “Talk to me, what did you do? It can be so bad that you are not willing to pursue Talia's case,”“Gosh, you are impossible. I have told you that I am handling it, but you are still so insistent. What do you want me to say? It's a long story,” he lashed. “Did you kill someone?” I asked to be sure. He threw a surprised look at me and twisted his lips. “Heck no. What is wrong with you?” He snorted. Relief washed down my spine as I heaved heavily. But it was for a short while. The anger I felt in my bones came back to haunt me on my chest. “So what is it? Because there is no way you would allow the police to stop investigating Talia's investigation.” “And I have tol

Talia's POV. It was a joke, right? The words slipped right out of his mouth without giving it a thought. “You said what?” Maxton asked. “I said we are not keeping this baby?” My heart throbbed, my guts sank, my ears rang with a piercing sound and my knees wobbled as though I had been extracted of all my bones. I wrapped my hands around my stomach and shook my head. “ No, it's my baby. I'm keeping it,” my voice got deep and I snarked at him. “You will shut up and do as I say,” he ordered. I rolled my eyes and jabbed back at him. “I have always respected you. I have given you all the yes to the impossible events you force me to do, but you see this, I won't let you get to my head.” “I am keeping this baby and that is final!” I growled. “You dare threaten my order. How dare you? Do as I say or you are going to suffer the consequences!” he warned. “Getting rid of my baby… of our baby is enough consequences,” I glanced at Maxton and he held my arms. “We are keeping this baby, d

Talia's POV. Oh, right? Of course, the video. The video that I pretended to take. The video that they were afraid of. “Hello, are you still there?” Cole echoed. “I…I'm… here,” I replied. “Why aren't you saying anything?” He said. “Look, we have something important coming up and we can't risk any video ruining our rollout,” “Not this again,” I slumped back on my bed, slapping my hands on my head. “I thought we had come to a conclusion. Why are we still dwelling on this?” “Because this could wreck our reputation, Talia. It could ruin what we have spent months building.” He huffed. Then maybe you shouldn't have been careless, maybe you should have waited for my consent before you tried to force me into some shit I never wanted to do. I wish I had said those out of my mouth, but they never left my mouth. They echoed in my head, but never came out. “It's not gonna get leaked. You are in safe hands. I have no intention to use the video against you guys.” “Yeah, sure,” he replied

Maxton's POV. The chirpings of the birds and the early mist of a new day did not feel like a fresh day to let go of all negativity. It was impossible trying to keep a happy face. Pretending like I was fine felt like a huge deal and I wasn't ready to go through the stress. We… I was ready to go back to school, but not Talia. She insisted on seeing her mother before she would go to school. When she refused to budge, I finally gave in and carried her to see her mother. And it was underwhelming as I had expected. To sum it up, it was a tear filled rejection. Mrs Herman didn't even want to see us. She claimed she was comfortable in the hospital bed and when she was ready to speak with us, she would show up at home. Talia begged for her mother to just look at her, to affirm that she was alright, but her mother merely threw a cold look at her and hissed. She looked away and even told the nurses that she would like not to he disturbed. We were catapulted to the top of her shit list in t

Talia's POV. “You're a personality now on every platform. People want to know your story, hear about your story and of course get to meet you. It's not easy getting this type of hype from the public, you have to grab your chance now,” Micheala went on and on about how much of a star I was and how she envied me. She could have bored me with her talk, but my eyes were fixed on the pictures of me glued everywhere. It felt like a memorial, a gray funeral and I happened to be attending. The school thought that I loved it, they thought it was the best way to welcome me back. “Hey, are you listening?” Micheala snapped her fingers too close to my nose. “Jeez, Michaela. Who wouldn't get bored of your talk? you've been hoarding her like she's your property,” a student snapped. “Shut up, Joseph! Why don't you focus on your debate instead of walking up stage to stutter,” Micheala clapped back. “It's always a man in women's business," she hissed. “I mean, is he wrong?” Deej scoffed from acr