Part 3The Ex-Boyfriend Dilemma: My Fake Brother

For the rest of the dinner.

Besides Liam and me, the other three had complex expressions, glancing at each other from time to time.

After dinner, Mrs. Sterling took my hand and led me upstairs.

"Mia, before you came back, Mom prepared a few rooms for you. Take a look, which one do you like?"

I didn't have many demands for a room; as long as it had a bed that could fit me, it was fine.

But after looking at several rooms decorated in a sickeningly sweet pink, I realized I did have demands.

So, when passing by a room with a minimalist design, I stopped.

"I'll take this one."

"No!"

Mr. and Mrs. Sterling rejected me in unison.

I was confused. "Why not?"

They exchanged a conflicted look.

"This room is too small."

"This room isn't suitable for you."

It was Serena, eager to stir up drama, who explained:

"Sister, the room directly across from this one is Liam's bedroom."

I looked at Mrs. Sterling, and she guiltily avoided my gaze.

I was understanding and smiled, "Then I'll pick another one."

Finally, I chose a room that was quite out of the way.

Of all the empty rooms, it was the furthest from Liam's.

The two rooms weren't even on the same floor.

One was on the second floor, the other on the fourth.

Unless Liam was sleepwalking or specifically looking for me, he wouldn't pass by my bedroom.

"I'm heading out," Liam, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly spoke up.

I watched him walk toward me, then expressionlessly bypass me.

"There's a problem with a project that needs urgent handling. I won't be coming back tonight."