Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 757

Chapter 757: 757-She Kissed My Husband And I Am Fuming.

Helanie:

I had been anxiously pacing around my room ever since Norman left to have a session with Lucy.

"We should go and listen to their conversation," my wolf suggested, and I shook my head immediately.

"It’s unethical," I replied, trying to hiss at her to shut her down. But I knew it wouldn’t be long before she started trying to convince me again.

"I just don’t understand why he has to be the one to give her a therapy session," I complained.

"I know, but I guess it’s nobody’s fault but his. He was the one who offered to help her."

Well, my wolf was right. It was actually Norman who suggested helping her.

"But it’ll be fine. I’m pretty sure he’s just trying to take responsibility and probably feels guilty since they weren’t there to help her when she fell. That was when they should have helped her," my wolf said.

Cora probably thought I was losing my mind, so she tried to calm me down by giving me random excuses. But it didn’t help, because my mind kept going back to what was happening in their office.

"You know what? I know it’s unethical, but..." I paused. "I’ll just go and take a look. He’s my mate anyway."

I finally convinced myself it would be fine, so I began walking briskly toward the staircase. Even though Norman had forbidden me from using the stairs now, I still couldn’t get used to the idea of taking the elevator. I was so worked up that I found myself climbing all the way to the top floor, where Norman’s office was.

Once I got there, guilt started to creep in. What if Norman got upset that I was eavesdropping? He’d think I didn’t trust him, and that’s why I was doing it.

But all the logical thoughts started to fade the moment I reached the door. I pressed my ear against it.

"Do you remember anything from when you were in a coma?" I heard Norman ask her.

"No. I just remember darkness," she replied.

"Okay," Norman added.

At this point, I thought maybe I’d wasted my time coming here. But then I noticed a window in the back and felt like I should peek through. Maybe their expressions were more interesting than their words.

"You’re just stressing yourself out for no reason. It’s Norman, come on. He would never do anything to hurt you," Cora protested.

"I’m not worried about Norman. It’s Lucy I’m angry with. I just can’t trust her. The way she dressed, the way she was smirking at me—she’s doing it on purpose," I complained, tiptoeing toward the window.

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