Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 844

Chapter 844: 844-I Can Die For You

Jessica:

Flashback:

"Come on, Norman, you’re doing it all wrong," I yelled, frowning at him while he tried to mix the cookie batter.

"No, this is how it’s done. I’m reading from the book. You’re wrong," Norman hissed, as always. We were the best of friends, but he was cocky and full of himself.

"No, show it to me." I hurried toward him, trying to grab the bowl out of his hand.

"Jessica, you’re gonna drop it," he muttered, pouting at me while also glaring me down.

"No, I’m not. You’re the one at fault," I argued, and he grunted, letting go of the bowl. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

As he did, I almost fell back on my butt. He realized I was putting too much pressure into stealing the bowl, so he rushed forward and grabbed my dress. I tumbled a little, but he managed to steady me.

"Look what you almost did to me," I complained, and he rolled his eyes, folding his arms across his chest.

"Jessica, you’re always telling me what to do. Always, Norman, you’re wrong. Always, Norman, you’re full of yourself. But you’re the one interfering. I was doing the right thing. All you had to do was ask me for the bowl, and I would have given it to you. Don’t use your hands."

As soon as he grunted and said that, I began to settle down, because I realized he wasn’t wrong. Every time I came to his home, I picked a fight with him, only because I was annoyed at how easily he got things done.

Today we were making cookies for his little brothers. We were young too, but since his mother never really cooked or baked for them, she let us use her kitchen, even the oven.

"Okay, fine, I’m sorry," I stated, pouting as I held the bowl back out to him. He stared at me for a moment, then took it from my hands.

"How about we do it together, hmm? You tell me, what do you think I’m doing wrong?" As always, Norman gave up after a little arguing. That was what I admired most about him. He acknowledged his mistakes, and then he did anything to correct them.

"No, I realized you weren’t really making a mistake. It’s okay, we can do it together." I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. There was a charm in his smile.

I felt lucky to be his best friend, but I got annoyed whenever I saw other girls trying to be friends with him. They didn’t deserve his friendship like I did, because I was sure they didn’t understand what it felt like to be surrounded by people yet feel so lonely.

I was the lonely one, and Norman understood me. He took care of me. That’s why, whenever I was harsh or rude to him, I always came back to apologize.

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