All Chapters of My Ex’s Pregnant Sister: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Chapter 81 – Quiet Shifts

Morning didn’t erase the tension.It only covered it.Like sunlight over something that hadn’t been cleaned.Grace stood in the kitchen doorway a moment longer than necessary.Watching.Johnny stepped back first.Subtle.Natural enough.Anita lifted her cup slightly.“Good morning,” she said.Soft.Normal.Too normal.Grace forced a small smile.“Morning…”Her eyes moved between them.Quick.Careful.Then she walked in.Like nothing was wrong.Because maybe—Nothing was.Maybe I’m overthinking…The morning moved on.Breakfast.Small talk.The baby waking.Crying softly until Grace picked her up.Everything felt… routine.But not quite right.Anita stepped in more that day.Without being asked.“I can hold her,” she said when Grace looked tired.“I’ve read a few things… I’ll be careful.”Grace hesitated.Just a second.Then nodded.“Okay…”Anita took the baby gently.Surprisingly gentle.Careful.Attentive.Like she had done it before.Grace watched.Closely.But there was nothing wron

Chapter 82 – Cracks in Control

Johnny wasn’t like this.He wasn’t the type to stay out late.He didn’t drink like that.Didn’t disappear without explanation.His life had always been… simple.Work.Home.Grace.Peace.But now—Nothing felt simple anymore.Not with Anita in the house.Not with the constant tension.Not with the feeling that his own space—Was no longer his.The first night he came home late—Grace noticed.But she didn’t say much.He smelled like alcohol.His steps slightly uneven.His words slower than usual.“Long day?” she had asked.Johnny nodded.Avoided her eyes.Went straight to bed.The second night—It happened again.Even later this time.And this time—Grace didn’t stay quiet.She followed him upstairs.Watched as he loosened his shirt.Struggled slightly with the buttons.“Johnny…”Her voice calm.But firm.“What’s going on?”He didn’t answer immediately.Tried to wave it off.“I’m fine…”But Grace didn’t move.Didn’t let it go.“This isn’t you,” she said.“You don’t come home late.”“Yo

Chapter 83 – Watching Closely

Grace did not sleep well that night.Not because of the baby.Not because of Richard’s missed calls.But because of everything else.The small things.The quiet things.The things no one was saying.She lay awake beside Johnny, staring into the darkness.Listening.Not for sound—But for meaning.Johnny’s breathing was steady.Too steady.Like someone pretending.Grace turned slightly.Studied his face.Relaxed. Unbothered.Or at least… pretending to be.She looked away again.Her chest tightening just a little.Something is wrong.This time—She didn’t push the thought away.Morning came slowly.Grace was already awake before the alarm.The baby stirred beside her.Soft sounds.Gentle movement.Something real.Something she could hold onto.She picked her up carefully.Held her close.Breathing her in.Because right now—That felt like the only thing that made sense.By the time she stepped into the living room—Anita was already there.Again.Like she had been the past few days.Se

Chapter 84 – Lines You Don’t Cross

Grace didn’t drop the phone.She didn’t panic.Didn’t flinch.She just stood there—Holding it.Looking at Anita.Anita leaned lightly against the doorframe.Arms folded.Calm.Too calm.Like she had been expecting this.“Looking for something?” she asked again.Soft.Almost amused.Grace’s grip on the phone tightened slightly.Her voice, when she spoke, was steady.“I could ask you the same thing.”Anita smiled faintly.“But you didn’t.”A pause.“You came into your room… picked up his phone…”She tilted her head slightly.“And now you’re standing there like you don’t know what you’re doing.”Grace stepped forward.Just a little.Not backing down.“I know exactly what I’m doing.”Their eyes locked.For the first time—There was no pretending.Anita’s smile didn’t fade.If anything—It deepened.“You won’t find what you’re looking for like that,” she said quietly.The words landed.Sharp.Direct.Grace’s brows furrowed slightly.“What does that mean?”Anita pushed herself off the door

Chapter 85 – Fault Lines

Night settled quietly over the house.Too quietly.Like everything was holding its breath.Grace had just finished putting the baby to sleep.Soft lullabies.Gentle rocking.A calm she needed more than the child did.Because outside that room—Nothing felt calm anymore.She stepped into the bedroom slowly.Johnny was already there.Sitting on the edge of the bed.Scrolling through his phone.But not really reading anything.Just… avoiding.Grace didn’t speak.Didn’t look at him.She simply walked to her side of the bed—And lay down.Turning slightly away.Johnny noticed immediately.Of course he did.She hadn’t said a word since earlier.Since the phone incident. Since everything.And he knew—Silence like this didn’t last.It built.And explodes like a bomb. He exhaled slowly.Placed his phone aside.Then shifted closer.Careful.Testing. He wrapped an arm lightly around her.Trying to pull her into him.But Grace didn’t move.Didn’t respond.Didn’t allow it.Johnny tried again.

Chapter 86 – Smiles That Don’t Last

Grace knew one thing for certain now—Anita had to leave.Not tomorrow.Not “eventually.”But soon.Because the longer she stayed—The more everything slipped.The problem was—She didn’t know how.She couldn’t use Johnny anymore.Not as an excuse.Not as a shield.Because somehow—Somewhere along the line—Johnny had gotten… comfortable.Comfortable with Anita’s presence.Comfortable with her voice in the house.Comfortable with her moving around like she belonged.And that—That scared Grace more than anything.She stood in front of the mirror.Adjusting her dress.Simple.Elegant.But her mind wasn’t on how she looked.It was racing.Searching.For a way out.The door opened.Johnny walked in.Paused for a second when he saw her.A faint smile spreading across his face.“Are you dressed up and ready?” he asked.Grace didn’t answer immediately.Still staring at herself.Still thinking.Then Johnny stepped closer.Wrapped his arms around her from behind.Pulled her gently into him.H

Chapter 87 – The Name That Matters

Grace woke up with a plan.Not a perfect one.Not a safe one.But a plan nonetheless.And right now—That was enough.She stared at the ceiling for a moment.Listening to the quiet hum of the house.The baby still asleep.Johnny beside her.Breathing slowly.Peaceful.Unaware.Grace turned her head slightly.Looked at him.There was a time—Not too long ago—When this was all she needed.Him.This room.This life.But now—There was a third presence.A shadow that refused to leave.Anita.Grace exhaled softly.Then sat up.Careful not to wake him.Because today—She needed to be sharp.Focused.Controlled.No reactions.No emotions.No mistakes.The morning started like any other.Breakfast.Small conversations.The baby fussing a little.Everything… normal.And that was exactly what Grace needed.She played her role perfectly.Smiled when needed.Spoke when necessary.Stayed quiet when it mattered.Even when Johnny and Anita talked—Longer than usual—She didn’t react.Didn’t interru

Chapter 88 – The Call She Hid

Grace waited until everyone was asleep.The house had become quiet again.Too quiet.The kind of silence that made every thought louder.Johnny was beside her, one arm resting across the bed, breathing deeply after a long day. The baby had finally settled in the nursery after fussing for almost an hour.And across the hall—Anita’s door was closed.Grace stared at the ceiling.Her phone rested in her hand beneath the blanket.The number she had saved earlier seemed to burn through the screen.Crazy man.She almost laughed when she first saw it.Now there was nothing funny about it.Grace slowly slipped out of bed.Careful.Silent.She took one last look at Johnny before stepping out of the room.Downstairs, she moved into the kitchen and closed the door softly behind her.The moonlight through the window painted pale lines across the floor.Her fingers hovered over the contact.For a moment—She hesitated.Was this wrong?Was she dragging another person into something messy?Was she b

Chapter 89 – The Man at the Door

Grace woke before sunrise.The room was dim, washed in soft gray light. Johnny still slept beside her, one arm flung across the bed, his face relaxed in a way it rarely was these days.For a moment, she simply watched him.There had been a time when waking beside him made her feel certain about everything. Now it made her feel many things at once—love, guilt, hope, fear.And underneath it all—Anticipation.Tonight, Jackson would arrive.She slipped out of bed quietly and headed toward the nursery. The baby was awake, making soft sounds from the crib. Grace lifted her gently and held her close, inhaling that warm milk-and-powder scent only babies seemed to carry.“You have no idea how dramatic this family is,” she whispered.The baby blinked up at her.Grace smiled.“Lucky you.”Morning QuestionsBy the time Johnny came downstairs, Grace had already fed the baby and started breakfast.He stood in the kitchen doorway for a second, watching her.“You’ve been busy.”“I woke early.”“That

Chapter 90 – Dirty Hands

The front door closed behind Jackson and Anita.For a moment, the house became unnaturally still.Johnny remained standing near the center of the living room, one hand on his waist, the other rubbing the back of his neck as though trying to wake himself from a bad dream.Grace stood at the foot of the stairs, listening to the baby’s soft cries upstairs and the muted voices outside.No one looked at each other.No one trusted themselves to speak first.OutsideThe night air was cool.Anita folded her arms across herself as she followed Jackson to the driveway.The porch light cast a pale glow over both of them.“You should have told me you were coming back,” Anita said sharply. “And why did you have to come here? Who told you where I was?”Jackson turned to face her fully.His calm expression made her more irritated than anger would have.“Why do you keep embarrassing me, Anita?”She blinked.“What?”“You heard me.”He stepped closer, lowering his voice.“You ran away from the airport

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