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My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 43 How Long
“Don’t worry, everything is going to be alright.” Maryam taps my back, her voice a soft reassurance. It’s going to be fine, but for how long? How much longer do I need to endure? One good week, no feedback, nothing. I’m tired of returning to the café and having Paula tell me, “Have faith.” Faith? How many more days must I hold on before it all falls apart?She sprays her perfume and secures her jersey scarf around her head, looking fresh and ready for work. And here I am—no job, no prospects, just... hopeless. As she leaves, I finish the chores, dragging myself through the motions before wandering aimlessly. I can’t stand staying at home it’s suffocating, and unsafe.Sighing, I remind myself that today, at least, I need to get a new phone. And a new SIM. Maryam promised to come with me later in the evening, after work. My old phone broke, though I’m still unsure how, But after retrieving it from him—the man I don’t want to think about—it was already shattered.I yell out in frustratio
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 44 The Pub
"Take this to table six, my love," James says, his voice playful as he hands me the plate, eyes gleaming with a flirtatious grin. I wink at him, a light laugh escaping my lips. He always knows how to lighten the mood.James is a crackhead-wild and carefree— but also one of the sweetest souls I've ever met. He's made working here a bright spot in my otherwise complicated life. The pay isn't the best, but it's enough to keep me afloat, and that's what matters for now. James calls me his wife, but the truth is our friendship is completely platonic-very platonic. I have to make that clear, because anyone watching us would think otherwise.The first day I started, I was a bundle of nerves, but James? He saw right through it and made me feel at ease instantly, like I belonged here. I got the job on the spot, and since then, it's become something I look forward to. The pub's not far from the apartment, and every night, James walks me home, chatting the whole way, making me laugh. It's becom
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 45 Desire
Sebastian's POVI sat at the bar, seething with frustration. I was supposed to meet a business associate from Bali tonight, but I had already inconvenienced him by running late, trying to find a decent babysitter for Ella. None of the candidates fit my criteria. He was leaving tomorrow, and I had no choice but to meet him tonight-he'd picked this hellhole as the location.I fired that last babysitter, another airhead who thought sliding into my bed would keep her job. Pathetic. She couldn't even care for my daughter, loud and incompetent as she was. I regretted hiring her the second I saw her in action.This pub-this cesspit-was an insult to my senses. The stench of alcohol and tobacco clawed at my throat, giving me a piercing headache. I hated the place and the lowlifes inhabiting it, all loud and rowdy, shouting their drunken slurs.Leaning back on the worn leather couch, I stretched out my legs, loosening my tie as I massaged my temple. And then... I saw her.She moved like a storm
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 46 All For You Alex
Daphne’s POV “What the heck was that?” My heart almost jumped out of my chest. His scent still lingered in the air as he walked away. That arrogant prick—who does he think he is? Still fuming, I stomped back to the pub. Just as I opened the door, "Where the heck have you been? You had me worried!" James barked. I hesitated, not knowing what to say. "I just... needed some fresh air." He sighed, the tension easing. "Alright, but don’t scare me like that. You know you're pregnant." James was a good guy—he knew I was carrying, but not the full, messy story of my life. He thought I was just another girl with a cheating ex, trying to get by. If only he knew the half of it. Closing time rolled around, and James walked me home, like he always did. “Goodnight, take care.” He gave me a quick hug before turning to leave. As I stood on my porch, I felt it. That weird feeling again—the one where it feels like someone’s watching. I squinted into the dark, but there was nothing there. Just sh
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 47 Trial
With shaky fingers and clammy hands, I stood in front of his door yet again, my thumb lazily hovering over the doorbell. Why am I doing this to myself? My heart raced like a rabbit’s, and every cell in my body screamed at me to run back home, curl up, and pretend I never agreed to this. But Maryam's potential lecture loomed over me. Nope, not dealing with that today."You’ve been standing there for five minutes. Are you coming in, or are you planning to wear out my doorbell with indecision?" came Hawthorne’s deep voice through the intercom.I almost jumped out of my skin. Seriously? Was he watching me this whole time? The nerve! My heart gave an extra thud of irritation as I fumbled with the doorknob, realizing it was already open. Of course, it was. Of course, he knew I’d come. This man... Why is he always so infuriatingly ahead of me?As I stepped in, I regretted it immediately. Coming down the stairs, in nothing but dangerously low-hanging slacks, was Sebastian Hawthorne. Bare-ches
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 48 Hell No
I paced the room, biting my fingers as my eyes flicked to the clock. The minutes dragged, and my stomach twisted in knots. Why was I so nervous for Ella to return? The fridge was stocked—you name it, it was there—but I couldn’t bring myself to heat anything until I knew what she wanted. Something about this evening felt different, as if I was preparing for more than just her company. The front door creaked open, and there she stood. Ella, frowning at me like I was a puzzle she was determined to solve. The tension broke when her eyes widened, and she bolted toward me, jumping into my arms with surprising force. “Daphneeeeee!” She squealed, wrapping her arms around my neck as I spun her around. Her infectious energy pulled me in, and I realized—she actually likes me. All those times she’d come by the café, staring at me with that shy curiosity, made sense now. There was a connection here, and I wasn’t imagining it.I set her down gently, a smile tugging at my lips as I crouched to u
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 49 Whore
Sebastian’s POVWalking down the hallway, my eyes lock on her. There’s something about her that makes me lose control, as if some unseen force draws me to her, wild and determined. It’s not just possessiveness; it’s something deeper, primal, as though the universe itself carved her just to unravel me. There’s no way in hell I’m letting her step outside dressed like that. Call it jealousy, call it protectiveness—I don’t care. All I know is that she’s mine to look after, even if she doesn’t see it that way.The pub she’s going to is far from safe. Creeps lurk in the shadows, waiting for girls like her—vulnerable, alone. My gut tells me there’s a man stalking her, and if I ever catch him... God help me, it won't end well. She looks up at me, confusion clouding her expression. “Wha... what do you mean?”“You’re not leaving like that,” I say, the finality in my voice certain, emphasizing the ‘Not’. Her irritation rises, thickening the tension between us.“I’m not your responsibility. I c
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 50 Liv
Daphne’s POVWith tears streaming down my face and my heels dangling from my left hand, I wandered aimlessly. So damn tired, so damn scared. I needed comfort, security—everything good—but nothing good ever seems to happen to me.“Arghhh!” I yelled, replaying what just happened between Hawthorne and me. Why did I have to go off like that, ranting and embarrassing myself? I cringe just thinking about it. I blame you, baby Alex, I really do. You’ve made me overly sensitive! My whole body aches, my feet are numb, and don’t even get me started on my sore nipples. While I should be enjoying pregnancy perks—like snuggling up and watching TV—I’m out here, working my butt off just to survive.Maybe if I start working full-time for Hawthorne, I could take a break and visit Anne and Andrew over the weekend. They deserve to know I’m alive and okay. If only I still had their number… but nope, lost that on the bus.I pushed open the door to the pub and headed to my usual spot when my phone rang, s
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My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 70 Intruder
Daphne’s POVWalking down the street, tossing rocks at my feet, I tried to convince myself I was doing better. But then, everything came crashing down yet again. I refused to let it break me, even though everything about Sebastian affected me in ways I didn’t want to admit.I hailed a taxi and got in. I was back in the same cycle I swore I’d moved on from, relying on others to make myself feel worthy. Maybe it was time to seriously reconsider seeing a therapist. “Where to, ma’am?” the taxi driver’s voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back to reality.“District Street,” I said, smiling to myself. For a second, I almost wanted to say, “Just drive.” It would have been such a heroine moment, like something right out of a movie. Instead, I gave him the address and leaned back, letting the scenery blur by.Before long, we arrived, and I thanked him, hopping out in front of the house. How much I missed it. Maybe I would go to the pub and meet up with James and Liv, I hadn’t seen the
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 69 Space
Sebastian’s POV “Oh my God, Ella. Come here.” Just then, Daphne runs over to her.“Heyyy!” Maya’s voice pierces through the fog in my mind. The man turns to us, but before I can see his face clearly, he hurries away.They approach us, and Ella rushes to me with so much excitement, unaware of the dangers lurking in the shadows. “Daddy!”Maya immediately starts barking at Daphne, whose brows furrow in bitterness. “How could you be so reckless huh? Did you lose your brain cells in whatever hell hole you crawled from?”“Don’t you dare talk to me like that, Maya? Who do you think you are to question me?” Daphne snaps back.“Didn't you see it? How could you let her wander around like that? What if something had happened?” Maya challenged.“But nothing happened, did it? You were clearly putting meaning into things. The man you saw has a daughter Ella’s age and they had been playing together.” Daphne defended, shaking her head in disbelief. But that wasn't it, her attitude was becoming into
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 68 Her Carelessness
Sebastian’s POV“Dang it!” I throw my phone across the couch as the phone rings with no answers yet again, I pace back and forth in the living room, with unease settling at the pit of my stomach.I came home to an empty house, every appliance turned off. I looked everywhere for them, and dread slowly overtook me as I wondered if something had happened to them. It felt like not a single soul lived in the silence of the house.But then, the estate watchman told me he saw Daphne with Ella, hailing a cab but he doesn’t know where they went.“Calm down, Seby. They’re alright,” Maya says, approaching me and placing a freshly manicured finger on my shoulder.I plop onto the couch, nodding, though I am anything but calm. “Did you hear him? A cab? My Ella in a fucking cab?? You don’t get it, Maya. Wait—hold on.” My eyes widen with a terrible realization dawns on me. I’ve completely forgotten about Daphne’s appointment. What if they’re at the hospital? For a split moment, guilt washes through m
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 67 Missed Appointment
It was already the next day, and I hadn’t done much except some minor chores while I anxiously awaited Ella’s return from school.When she finally burst through the door after school, her energy filled the space between us. We slipped into our daily routine, the kind of easy camaraderie that felt like a warm blanket. But as the afternoon wore on, the time moved very fast and I still hadn’t dressed for my appointment.After a quick shower, I stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a summer dress with a plunging V-line that showcased my cleavage. I brushed my hair, carefully applying a touch of makeup, but the reflection staring back at me made my stomach churn in a way I couldn’t quite articulate. Fresh tears stung my eyes, and I pressed a hand to my mouth, fighting the wave of despair washing over me.I hated the sight of myself with makeup, the way I looked so much like Claire. Memories, dark and suffocating, flooded my mind, dragging me back to a time I wished to forget. The tears
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 66 Mask Slips
Ever since that day, Maya’s visits have become incessant and unannounced, each time a reminder of her hidden motives. She doesn’t even try to make it subtle at all. Her intentions are practically written in the way she watches me, the way her eyes linger a moment too long. It’s so obvious she has a scheme up her sleeve, a scheme I sense but can’t quite grasp. Yet, no one else seems to notice. Not even Sebastian. He thinks I’m overreacting, “acting indifferent,” as he calls it. But he doesn’t see what I see.Tonight, we’re all sitting around the dining table, pretending that Maya’s presence isn’t as invasive as it feels. I’m trying to focus on Ella’s laughter, her innocent smile as she picks at her food when Maya’s voice cuts through the moment like a knife. She’s eyes me and her tone dripping with a mix of faux concern and thinly veiled judgment.“Daphne Dear, don’t you think it would be better to cut those grapes in half for Ella?” Her lips curl in a practiced smile, but her eyes
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 65: Corrections
“Are you even listening to me, Daphne? I don’t want you to get hurt.” Maryam’s voice echoed through the phone, her tone sharp with concern. “Don’t forget he’s still your boss. You work under him, and you can’t afford to jeopardize your position. I’ve told you before, and I’ll tell you again—this isn’t just about you anymore.”I sighed, gripping the phone tightly. “But—”“Ah, ah! No buts. I’m not saying Maya is a bad person, but you need to be careful, okay?”Her words stung because I knew she was right. The call was exactly what I needed, a grounding reminder to let things go and not think so deeply about it, especially if I didn’t want to dig myself an even bigger hole.After we hung up, I tried to calm my mind, but from upstairs, I could hear Maya’s booming voice, ringing out confidently, echoing through the walls. I closed my eyes, wondering if there was something more between her and Sebastian. She just seemed so… comfortable here. Comfortable with him. A bitterness crept up, one
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 64 Seb’s irritation
As I set the dining table, I couldn’t help but watch them. They spoke and laughed together so easily. I’d never seen Sebastian this relaxed or happy with anyone before. There was something about Maya that I hated, though I wasn’t even sure why. Maybe it was jealousy, knowing she had the kind of life I had always dreamed of.Maya’s stories felt strange, like they were crafted to revolve around Sebastian and Ella. It was as if she wanted to make a point that she’d been part of their lives all along. I mean, who brings up how Ella once pooped four times in an hour? Who even remembers that? I could tell she was trying too hard, but a part of me needed to know more about her connection to them.After setting the table, I sat down, ready to eat, hoping I could blend in and not feel like an outsider in my own space.“What are you doing?” she asked, her voice sugary-sweet.“Uh… trying to eat?” I answered, feeling like her question was absurdly obvious.She laughed lightly. “I know, smarty pan
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 63 Maya
“No, that way!” Ella’s giggles rang out, filling the room as I tried to focus on her voice. She bumped into my legs, making me trip over the couch. It was the weekend, which meant Ella was home all day, and we were currently playing hide and seek. I was blindfolded, trying to follow her playful laughter.“Wait until I get my hands on you!” I yelled, spreading my arms wide as I tried to catch her.“Oops!” she laughed, clearly enjoying the game as I reached out and grabbed something… a lamp.“Try again!” she teased, her laughter echoing in the room. Determined, I lunged forward, only to grab something solid and unfamiliar. My fingers ran over the surface, trying to make sense of the shape. Strangely, Ella had gone silent.“E… Ella?” I called, but she didn’t respond.Suddenly, the object moved. I gasped, quickly yanking off my blindfold—only to come face to face with Sebastian.My eyes widened. I’d caught a faint whiff of his scent earlier, but I thought I was just imagining things. Ever
My Fake Sister Took Everything: Now It’s My Turn Chapter 62 Who Is She
It had been two days since Sebastian left for Japan. The moment he landed, he called to let us know he’d arrived safely and to wish us goodnight. Hearing his voice was a comfort, but the house felt emptier without him.Ella and I spent our days reading together and working on her assignments. She was such a smart girl—often, she ended up teaching me things about her schoolwork. I found it heartwarming, seeing how eager she was to learn and share her knowledge.That evening, I was stirring a pot of onion soup I had decided to make for her. I wanted to surprise Ella with something different, something that wasn’t part of our usual routine. The rich aroma filled the kitchen, and I couldn’t help but feel pleased with my little experiment.My phone buzzed. It was a text from Mr. Hawthorne.**Mr. Hawthorne:** You look scrumptious in those pants. Want me to take them off? I bet you’d look better. 😉A ridiculous smile spread across my face as I read his message, feeling like an absolute fool
