บททั้งหมดของ Remarried Again; My Husband's Brother.: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Scarlette.Sunlight spilled through the curtains, harsh and unforgiving, dragging me awake. Along with it came the familiar sharp ache along my sides, the kind that never failed to remind me that sleeping on my back was no longer an option. Pregnancy had turned rest into negotiation, and every morning began with discomfort as the price.Liam’s arms were wrapped around me from behind, heavy and warm, his body pressed flush against mine. Every subtle shift I made made me acutely aware of him, of the way his chest rose against my back, of how we had somehow slept tangled together like that all night. Naked.The realization hit me fully when I moved.I carefully sat up on the edge of the bed, wincing slightly as my hips protested. Almost immediately, I heard him stir. Of course he had been awake. Liam always was. He liked pretending he wasn’t, liked waiting, watching, measuring my moods before stepping in.“Do you need something?” he asked groggily from behind me.Before I could answer,

Scarlette. I froze for a moment after the words left my mouth, my forehead pressed into Liam’s bare chest, my fingers curled into the fabric of his trousers like they were the only thing anchoring me to the ground. His skin was warm, familiar, steady in a way my world hadn’t been for years, yet even that comfort couldn’t dull the sharp edge of what I’d just confessed.“Your mother knew all along, Liam,” I repeated, my voice breaking despite my effort to keep it firm. “She knew. And she made me a villain in her story. She made it look like I wasn’t enough for her son.”His arms tightened around me instinctively, one hand spreading over my back, the other settling protectively at my waist. He lowered his head, resting his cheek against my hair, breathing me in like he was trying to absorb the hurt straight out of my bones.“Baby,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, “you can’t ever think that way again. You’re enough. You’ve always been enough. You’re the sweetest, strongest w

Scarlette. “Mother… listen,” I said softly, my expression shifting into a smile so strained it felt like it might split my face in two.“I made you lunch.”I turned slightly, gesturing toward the food tray on the table. “I’ve been waiting for you all day. I wanted you to eat this.”I walked closer to it, my fingers hovering over the lids. “Madam Julie didn’t prepare it. I did. I told her—what was the point of me being here if I couldn’t prepare a simple meal for my mother?” I let out a quiet breathless laugh. “I mean, you were my mother-in-law for years. And soon, you’ll be my mother-in-law again. I’ve always seen you as my mother in fact… because I never had one of my own.”My voice faltered for a fraction of a second before I forced it steady again. “It’s just unfortunate that you’re so cruel.”I waved the thought away as if it didn’t matter. “Anyway… come see what I made. It’s your favorite.”I lifted the lid.The aroma reached me first.And then pain did.Her hand clamped arou

Scarlette. “Claudia…” Ethan repeated slowly, disbelief flickering across his face as he looked at her.Mother’s lips curled with bitter contempt. “You see now, Ethan? She calls me by my name. She’s lost every shred of respect she ever pretended to have. And Liam just stands there, watching this insanity unfold.”Ethan turned fully to me, his expression darkening. “Since when did you start calling my mother by her name? Have you finally lost your mind? Or are you just stupid? Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones—I’d like to believe that—but there’s a limit to this nonsense. Claudia? You don’t get to do that.”Then he rounded on Liam.“And you,” he snapped, voice sharp with disbelief. “You’re just standing there? Letting her disrespect our mother in her own house? Have you lost your goddamn mind? How can you be here and not control the woman you’re with? Tame her, for Christ’s sake. Put her on a leash if you have to, because this madness is getting out of hand. Honestly, the best thing

Scarlette. I didn’t even realize we had reached the mall.If I was being honest, I hadn’t been listening to a single word Liam was muttering under his breath the entire drive. His complaints faded into background noise, drowned out by my own thoughts and the quiet hum of the road. I only became aware we had arrived when the car slowed and came to a full stop.Then my phone buzzed.The sharp little sound snapped my attention away instantly. I picked it up and smiled when I saw the notification.Vic: I’m here.Perfect.I had texted her earlier, somewhere in between Liam’s grumbling about his clothes and my own internal victory parade, asking her to come help with the shopping. I knew I’d need backup—someone who understood me, who wouldn’t let me settle for “good enough,” and who wouldn’t hesitate to tell me the truth if something looked awful on me.It had been a long time since we’d seen each other in person.Most of our connection lately had been through video calls—late nights, ti