Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 758

Chapter 758: 758-The Grandma Has Lost Her Mind

Helanie:

I walked back to my room, feeling like I wanted to rip someone’s head off. It was all her fault. Lucy was such a bitch. When Norman returned, he found me staring at him with my arms folded across my chest.

"How was the session?" I asked, my tone almost too sharp.

"It was just okay. Nothing really good came out of it, but I guess it’ll take time before she opens up," he said. I started nodding.

"True, true." I think he noticed how I was acting because, as he walked toward the bathroom, he suddenly stopped.

"What’s going on? You look really stressed," he said, walking over and sitting down to hold my hand. He held it in his lap, gripping it tightly, like he was trying to say he’d never let me go.

"Why don’t you tell me what happened?" I countered, getting aggressive even though he was being nice.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Norman, I was outside your office." I didn’t explain where I had been or what I saw. I just wanted him to come clean. He stared at my face, then lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"I didn’t want to tell you and stress you out. But – were you spying on us?" he said, almost flicking the tip of my nose. I grunted at him angrily.

"Yes, I was. I have every reason to do that," I said, watching him shake his head.

"It’s unethical," he reminded me. It’s what Cora said too.

"And isn’t it unethical that she kissed you?" I snapped. "There’s no such thing as unethical between husband and wife. I deserve to know everything."

"Listen, it was just a peck. I didn’t even feel it. I told her not to do that again," he said, then cupped my face in his hand. "Please don’t stress so much. The more I try to calm you down, the more stressed you get," he added.

But I wagged my finger. "Nope. That’s not everything. It was a very calculated move by her. Why did you have to be the one giving her a therapy session? Huh, Mr. Big Guy?" I pinched his chest, and he quickly covered it with his hand to stop me from doing it again.

"You’re so cute," he said, pinching my cheek.

"I have to do it because of the 10th floor. You know Helanie—others won’t understand. They might call her insane. They’ve never come across the 10th floor," he said.

And at that point, I had to ask, "And you have?"

"If you want to sleep in the guest room, that’s fine. I’ll bring Jessica in," he added, smirking and exaggerating his words just to irritate me.

"You said I shouldn’t stress," I reminded him, narrowing my eyes.

"Okay, fine. I was just teasing. I was angry the other day when you asked her to stay in the room. But yeah, you’re right—no stress," he said, quickly correcting himself.

Once he went into the bathroom, I heard a knock on the door. When I opened it, a maid was standing there with a tray full of fruit and fresh juices.

"I can’t eat all that. What is it? Did Norman ask you to bring it?" I laughed, touched by how concerned he was.

"No. This is from Darcy. She said to take care of you since you’re giving her a grandchild."

My jaw dropped.

"You can take that food back, give it to someone else, or just let Darcy know I’ve already eaten plenty at the academy," I said, refusing to take the tray from the maid. I felt a little bad about wasting it, but I couldn’t be sure she wasn’t trying to poison me or something. From what I knew, there was no way Darcy would suddenly be kind enough to take care of me. Why was she so interested in my life all of a sudden?

Just the other day, she barged into the bathroom after me and said she wanted to fix our relationship. And now this? Did she really think I’d fall for her talk about wanting a grandchild and forgive her for everything she’d done to me and my mother?