Chapter 4The Entitled Girlfriend

I actually laughed out of anger.

My own brother bought me some strawberries, and this not-even-engaged girlfriend thinks she has the right to dictate things?

Knowing that Mia and I didn't get along, my brother was caught in the middle and in a tough spot.

I could tell Liam really liked this girl; he catered to her every whim. So, I tolerated what I could.

But the real explosion between Mia and me happened because I brought my roommates home to crash for a night.

It was my roommate Sarah's birthday. The four of us went out to a club to celebrate. By the time we headed back, it was past midnight, and the dorms were locked.

I suggested we crash at my condo.

Sarah looked worried and said: "Is that a good idea? Won't your brother's girlfriend get mad?"

I knew my friend was just looking out for me, but that sentence triggered me.

My parents bought this condo for us. Why should I have to walk on eggshells around my brother's girlfriend?

At my strong insistence, my three roommates followed me home.

Even though everyone had been drinking, my friends were considerate. Knowing it was late and Liam and Mia were asleep, they tried to be as quiet as possible.

We slept peacefully through the night.

The next morning, the moment I walked out of my bedroom, I saw Mia stomping toward me, looking furious and ready to interrogate me: "Chloe, what is your problem? It's bad enough you freeload off us every day, but now you're bringing your whole crew of friends to spend the night? Do you have no sense of boundaries?"

Perfect.

My friends were still right there, and she just aggressively threw that in my face.

If I tolerated this, I'd change my last name!

I didn't say a word. I turned around, marched into her bedroom, grabbed her suitcase, and rapidly shoved all her clothes inside.

Then I opened the front door and forcefully threw it outside!

The suitcase wasn't zipped properly, and her clothes scattered all over the floor.

"Have I been too nice to you these past few days?" I pointed at the door, speaking calmly, "Get out. You are no longer welcome in our home."

Mia clearly hadn't expected me to actually do this. She froze for a second, then sneered mockingly: "Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, Chloe, your brother is the only son in the Thorne family. Everything in this house belongs to him. Once you get married, you're an outsider. What right do you have to tell me to get out?"