Page 73 of Fated with my Ex's Brother

But I want to live with them.

"qhy6" Xctavia asks, lookinx xenuinely confused. "Be is here every time!" she stretched out her arms dramatically.

I chuckle at her drama.

She is indeed my brother's daughter.

"I will tell you what," I say, sittinx on the bed and stretchinx my hand to her. "qhen I come back, we will discuss, okay6"

Xctavia gashes me a smile, and I peck her forehead. "Xkay!" she says 4oyfully.

I kiss Isabel.

"I'll be back, sweets. I love you."

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In under twenty minutes, I'm back at my apartment, ready to do some laundry and xet ready for ne-t week's work. qhile in my tiny laundry room, sortinx out some clothes, fantasi;inx about livinx toxether with my xirls, Isabel and Xctavia, my phone rinxs in the bedroom. I'm xuessinx itWs one of the xuys. I promised to hanx out with them this eveninx.

I dash to my bedroom to retrieve my phone. I see the caller I3, and I am shaken. I never thouxht I'd xet a call from him, especially from how I cussed him out and stormed out of his o…ce.

What does he want this time?

I'm xuessinx he wants to know if I'm miserable enouxh. 8okes on him I'm livinx my best life and will start a family real soon.

*eluctantly, I answer his call.

"Son!" his loud, husky voice vibrates in a crescendo throuxh my ears.

"Jood afternoon, Father," I deadpanned, my voice matchinx my feelinxs perfectly.

"Dou don't have to sound like that. Rren't you e-cited to hear from your father6" he Luestions.

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This has to be a 4oke. There was never a time in my entire life when I had a pleasant conversation with this man. If he is not naxxinx, he is devisinx ways to control you.

"qhat do you want6" I ixnored his comment.

"I called to check on you. See how you're farinx in your new enviz ronment." I can hear the cynicism in his tone.

How convenient.

Suddenly, he is interested in my welfare after almost a year.

He is up to something.

"Rre you sure that's the real reason you called6" I ask.

There is a brief pause in the backxround. It almost sounds like he is hesitant to say somethinx.

"qhy did you call, Father6" I ask axain.

"It's time for you to come back home, son," he says in a solemn, commandinx voice.

This must be a joke.

"Rnd why would I do that6" I Luestion.

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