Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242

KASMINE.

“Miss? Miss? Are you okay? A soft, feminine voice filtered into my haze. My eyelids fought me as I forced them open, squinting against the harsh strip lights above. My face was sticky with dried tears, and my throat felt like sandpaper.

“Uh… Yeah…” I croaked, barely recognizing my own voice, my confusion colliding with panic. Where… Where was I?

Oh, shit! I was still in the convenience. I sat on the floor and cried until I dozed off.

“Are you sure you are okay, ma’am?” The lady spoke again, and took in her appearance. She was a janitor.

She stood a few feet away, mop in hand, her brow pulled together with concern. Her blue uniform looked like it had seen too many shifts and not enough sleep, but her voice was kind and soft.

I didn’t respond. I pushed myself off the floor, wobbling on unsteady legs, ignoring the way she instinctively reached out like she thought I might faint again. I glanced at my phone.

Fifty–two minutes. I had been out cold for almost an hour.

Fuck.

My legs jolted into action. I didn’t even acknowledge the janitor as I stumbled past her. My heels clacked awkwardly on the floor as I all but ran out of the convenience store, heart hammering like it was trying to punch its way out of my chest.

Get out. Just get out. Go home. Go anywhere but here.‘

I pushed through the glass doors of the venue and was immediately met with the roar of applause from inside the main hall.

venue

My heart froze when I saw Kester and June.

He was kissing her.

His hand was on her lower back.

Her head was tilted up, her lips molded to his, and the crowd clapped louder, some people even standing to cheer.

Then she pulled back, giggling like the perfect fiancée, and held up her left hand.

A thick, shiny diamond sparkled on her finger, catching the light and throwing it straight into my fucking face.

I wanted to march up that stage, rip the mic from the host’s hand, and scream, “He switched my birth control, you sick fucks! He got me pregnant without my consent, and now he’s parading his new bride around like he didn’t just destroy me!”

The applause finally started to die down. The host said something cheesy about love being in the air, and people laughed, wine glasses clinking as the music came back on. Kester and June descended from the stage, hand in hand, ready to greet the guests.