บททั้งหมดของ TANGLED BETWEEN BROTHERS : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Adrian's POV Just before I could start another conversation with Nicole, her phone ran loudly.She stiffened immediately as she dipped her hands into her bag in search of the phone.“It’s… it’s Liam,” she whispered, voice barely audible, guilt flashing across her face. Her hands trembled as she answered, stepping a little away from me.I watched her carefully, every movement, every hesitation. My chest tightened a bit with jealousy, and with frustration. Here, at the edge of something rare, and now… him.“Hey…,” she said softly, tone forced calm.I let her speak, though I felt like taking the phone from her and screaming at Liam to give us some privacy but I knew I was just being delusional and unrealistic, she's his girlfriend not mine.I stayed silent, leaning against the car, my arms crossed, watching her try to navigate her loyalty and her desire.Her fingers clutched the phone tighter, her eyes darting toward me almost apologetically. I caught the way her body tensed every time

Nicole’s POVThe house felt… different the next morning.I walked down the stairs slowly, my hand trailing along the banister, half-expecting to hear voices from the dining area. Liam’s low tone, Adrian’s dry replies. Even his mother’s measured, controlled voice.But nothing.The dining room was empty.I frowned slightly and stepped further in. The table was neatly set, breakfast already served, steam still rising faintly from the covered dishes. Someone had been here.“Mrs Martha?” I called softly.She appeared from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. “Good morning, dear.”“Good morning Ma,” I replied. “Um… where is everyone?”Martha smiled, almost relieved. “They all left very early. Something urgent came up at the office. Mr. Liam, Mr. Adrian, and their mother too.”“All of them?” I asked.“Yes,” she nodded. “They didn’t want to wake you.”I blinked, surprised. Then… a small smile tugged at my lips.“Oh,” I said. “Okay.”Martha gestured toward the table. “Please eat. Your

Nicole's POV The library smelled faintly of old books and polished wood. It was quiet, except for the soft clicking of keyboards and the low murmur of students flipping pages. I found a small corner by the window and spotted Frank sitting there, his headphones were around his neck, with a notebook open in front of him.I walked over, balancing my backpack on my shoulder. “Hey,” I said softly. “Mind if I join you?”He looked up and grinned, slightly surprised. “Of course not. I was just… surviving this class break.”I laughed and sat down, letting my bag drop beside me. “Surviving is a good word for it. I swear, these professors love to give us the hardest assignments right before the break.”“Exactly!” Frank said, leaning back in his chair. “I spent half my morning just figuring out the last question from Dr. Martin’s quiz. And it wasn’t even a math class.”I raised an eyebrow. “Not even math? And you’re still stressed?”He shrugged with a playful smirk. “Stress doesn’t need a reas

Adrian's POV I was lost in work, going over some files when a knock echoed on the door.“Come in,” I called, expecting one of my assistants.The door opened, and there she was, Diana. I was a bit shocked for a moment, though I quickly masked it with a neutral expression. She stepped in confidently.“Adrian,” she said, her voice light but deliberate. “I’m back in town.”I raised an eyebrow, letting his gaze linger on her for a second longer than polite. “I see. Didn’t expect you to show up so soon.”She smirked. “I had to. There’s… a few things I wanted to discuss with you. Face-to-face, despite the fact that you didn't get back to me after the call we had.”I leaned back in my chair. I knew this wasn’t just a friendly visit.Diana never came by without a reason, and the last time she did… things had gotten complicated.I called in my secretary.“Yes, sir?” She replied, noticing the tension.“Take care of the files here for now. We’ll talk later.”She nodded, giving Diana a polite

Nicole's POV The sunlight streamed gently through the curtains as I made my way down the stairs. The house was a bit quiet.I passed the living room and froze for a moment. There, standing by the window and scrolling through his phone, was Liam.I hadn't seen him in a while.“Good morning,” I greeted him.Liam looked up, his expression softening slightly when he saw her. “Morning,” he replied casually, though there was something unreadable in his eyes.I felt a little bitter in my chest, but I quickly pushed it aside. “You’re up early,” I remarked, glancing at the clock.He shrugged. “I had a few things to check. Work stuff. You know how it is.”I nodded, walking past him to grab a cup of coffee. “Yeah… I know.”For a few minutes, we moved around the room in silence, both busy with our own routines. I noticed the way Liam’s brow furrowed slightly as he checked his messages, the slight tension in his shoulders.Curiosity got the better of her. “Is everything okay?” I asked cautious