All Chapters of My Ex’s Pregnant Sister: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The quiet of the apartment lingered long after Jackson had left. Anita sat at the breakfast table, her tea cooling slowly in the mug as her thoughts raced. She could still feel the tension from the conversation, the lingering frustration and unease that Jackson’s words had left behind. Her fingers hovered over her phone, then, with a mix of impulse and necessity, she dialed Johnny’s number.Miles away, Johnny was driving to work, the morning sun glinting off the windshield. The phone buzzed on the passenger seat. He glanced at it, a small smile tugging at his lips. He had half-expected this call; Anita had never been one to sit quietly when something tugged at her conscience or pride. He picked up the phone with a calm, casual tone.“Hello?”“Johnny!” Anita’s voice carried both frustration and urgency. “What are you trying to do? Using my sister to make me jealous? Seriously, is that what this is?”Johnny chuckled lightly, shaking his head even as he navigated the traffic. “And why wo

The apartment felt unusually quiet that afternoon.Grace sat curled up on the couch, her phone resting loosely in her hand. The television was on, but she wasn’t watching it. The voices from the screen blended into meaningless background noise while her mind wandered elsewhere.She had been thinking a lot lately.About her life.About the baby.About her sister.And, most confusing of all… about Johnny.The front door opened suddenly, snapping her out of her thoughts.Johnny stepped inside, dropping his keys into the small bowl near the door. His shirt sleeves were rolled halfway up his forearms, and he looked tired in the way people looked after a long day at work.But the moment he saw Grace sitting quietly on the couch, his tired expression changed.He knew that look.Grace was thinking too much again.And thinking too much usually led her down a road filled with regret, guilt, and sadness.Johnny didn’t want her going back to that place.Not again.He walked toward her slowly.“He

The next afternoon began quietly.Grace sat in the living room with her laptop open on the coffee table. Soft music played in the background while she searched through different pregnancy articles online.She had been doing that a lot lately.Learning.Preparing.Trying to understand what her life would soon become.Sometimes the information comforted her.Other times it terrified her.She rested a hand gently over her stomach.“So you and I have a lot to figure out,” she whispered softly.The baby obviously didn’t answer, but the small moment made her smile.Grace leaned back against the couch, scrolling through another article when suddenly—Knock. Knock. Knock.She looked toward the door.Johnny wasn’t supposed to be home yet.Confused, Grace slowly stood and walked toward the entrance.When she opened the door, her expression froze.“Anita?”Her older sister stood outside with her arms crossed.Grace blinked in surprise.“You didn’t tell me you were coming.”Anita stepped inside w

Morning light slipped quietly through the hotel curtains.Grace stirred slowly under the soft white sheets. For a moment she forgot where she was. The unfamiliar ceiling, the faint hum of the air conditioner, and the distant sounds of traffic outside the hotel window made her blink in confusion.Then she remembered.The trip.The plane.Johnny.She sat up slightly and looked around the room.The couch near the window was empty.Johnny was already gone.Grace stretched her arms and glanced at the clock on the bedside table.9:14 AM.She remembered Johnny telling her earlier that morning that he had to leave for a few hours to meet a client.“Stay here, rest,” he had told her gently. “I’ll be back before evening.”Grace swung her legs off the bed and stood up.The room still smelled faintly like Johnny’s cologne, and for some reason that made her smile.She walked to the window and pulled the curtains open.The city outside looked beautiful in the daylight. Tall buildings reflected the

The sunlight peeked through the curtains again, soft and golden. Grace stirred slowly, feeling the warmth on her face. For a moment, she forgot she was in a hotel room. Her eyes slowly opened, and she realized she was not alone. Johnny had fallen asleep on the couch again, one arm dangling off the edge. The faint rhythm of his breathing was steady, and his presence filled the room with a strange comfort she hadn’t expected.Grace lay there for a few minutes, just watching him. The memory of last night—the near-kiss, the closeness, the way he had let her rest on his shoulder—made her heart pound. She gently adjusted the blanket that had slipped from his shoulders, careful not to wake him.She whispered softly to herself, “Why do I feel this way?” Her hand instinctively went to her stomach. The baby stirred lightly, and she smiled faintly, feeling the life inside her mix with the emotions building in her own heart.Quietly, she got up and stretched, careful not to wake him. Her mind wan