Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 351

Chapter 351

KESTER.

Thurried to the house as fast as my car could take me.

I didn't even wait for the engine to cool. The moment I pulled into the driveway, I slammed the gear into

park and flew out of the car, the door banging shut behind me with a violent thud. Gravel crunched

beneath my boots as I sprinted up the steps, nearly ripping the front door off its hinges as I burst inside.

froze for a heartbeat in the doorway of the living room. The faint scent of baked bread still lingering from

dinner.

Mum was perched beside Dad on the couch, one hand draped over his arm, her eyes shining with

amusement. He was mid-sentence, chuckling about something I didn't care to know until I caught the tail

end of his words, spoken just before the

door crashed shut behind me:

...I hope she reasons with him."

My blood ran cold.

I didn't need context.

I knew who they were talking about. It was Kasmine.

But who the hell was the "he"?

They lifted their gazes in my direction, and their little chit-chats died abruptly when they saw me.

"Kester!" Mum called, surprised like I'd appeared from the grave, almost as if she hadn't expected to see

me at home.

"Where is Kasmine?" I asked, already headed toward the stairs, giving them only half my attention.

I expected a response even though I wasn't paying attention.

I expected them to say, "She is in her room."

But they didn't. They were silent.

That kind of silence didn't come from confusion. It came from guilt.

I stopped halfway up the stairs and turned to face them.

Mum had stood up, smoothing her dress like it

but it seemed the

an unreadable expression,

Fuck.

They knew something.

they didn't want to say it

pulse thundered in my

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said in a low and deadly voice, coming down

"Where. Is.

silence before Jorja cleared her throat. I heard the nervous bob of

votee, brittle as glass, finally

she stepped out briefly," she said, her fingers wringing the hem of her blouse: 'She'll be

soon."

shifted beneath

I blinked.

Stepped out?

Stepped out with who?

in my throat like they had

she step

They said nothing.

chest heaved. My body moved before my mind

CRACK!

fist collided with the

stair railing, drywall

force, white

the floor, and a

spidering out

of impact. I didn't care

even felt it.

with you?!" I

life. He shoved off the couch, eyes flashing

one being

unreasonable.

I hope, for all our sakes, they patch things up

a moment, I just stared at him, then I laughed. It was more pain than humor, more

face, and when I

you?" I said, my voice turning rough and hoarse. "You're still

matchmaker even

Dad said nothing.

to let us

hellbent on

apart." whispered, stepping

toward the door

now your irrationality is

Kasmine

They both froze.

threshold, one hand gripping

into a trembling fist.

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