Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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

me. Her lips parted, but

out. Dad remained seated with an unreadable expression, but the twitch in his jaw

Fuck.

They knew something.

whatever it was, they didn't want to say

thundered in my

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I said in a low and deadly voice, coming down the

rising. "Where.

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

brittle as glass, finally broke the

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

soon."

floor shifted beneath

I blinked.

Stepped out?

Stepped out with who?

were so thick in

step out

They said nothing.

air in my lungs curdled. My chest heaved. My body moved before

CRACK!

with

stair railing, drywall

force,

floor,

dent spidering out

impact. I

even felt it.

wrong with you?!"

snapped to life. He shoved off the couch, eyes

one being

unreasonable.

"She stepped out with Jake. And I hope, for all our

stared at him, then I laughed. It was more

a hand down my face, and when I dropped it, my eyes

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

playing matchmaker even

Dad said nothing.

all to let us be. But

hellbent on

apart." whispered, stepping

toward the

now your

cost Kasmine

They both froze.

the threshold, one hand gripping the doorknob, the other

into a trembling fist.