In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 64

Chapter 64: The Truth

The next morning, I slowly wake up in his arms. He is already awake. I catch him staring at me when I open my eyes.

“…why are you staring?” I ask sleepily. “What’s on my face?”

He holds me tighter in his arms and whispers, “nothing…I just can’t get enough you. I can do this all day-watching you sleep.”

“Getting a little creepy here I think,” I sit up and stretch my back. “Today is Saturday. Do you have any plans?”

He sits up with me, “So I was thinking…maybe we can go get some new furniture? You can redecorate a little.”

The idea of decorating my first home definitely seems interesting. So I immediately jump on board.

Since we are trying a simpler way of life now, I thought he would take me to IKEA or Target. But instead, he ends up driving me to a fancy mall with all those luxury designer brands.

When the sales lady welcomes us into the VIP lounge again, I whisper to Eason, “I thought we are buying furniture. What are we doing here?” “They have house products here. And all decorations you might like,” he gives me a strange look. “Where else would we go?”

I sigh. I should have known that he might not have stepped into IKEA or Target in his entire life. Getting a cheap apartment is the hugest step he has ever taken.

The sales lady sits us down in the VIP lounge and brings us champagne and a set of afternoon tea, all complimentary of course. But if you think about how much money we are going to spend here, the gesture becomes less generous than it seems. “Brings us the brochure and then give us a moment please,” says Eason. Everything seems so exquisite and…pricey. There are only pictures and descriptions listed on the brochure, but no price. I can’t even begin to imagine how much will those cost.

“Finding anything you like?” he asks. “They all seem very nice. But I hope you don’t spend too much on this?” I try to persuade him. “Because you know I can’t even afford a teacup in here.”

“Let me worry about the money,” he gives a gentle peck my cheek. “You just focus on choosing things that you like.”

I sigh and eventually agree. While we are sitting there looking through the brochure and enjoying our afternoon tea, suddenly my phone buzzes. I take a quick, casual glance at it and instantly sit up. It’s Jenna! Who just disappeared for an entire night.

(Jenna: WHERE ARE YOU?!!)

message. What’s the matter with her? I frown and

with

later, another message

downstairs and wait for me at the

TELL

restroom.] Oh God. She makes it seem so serious! What’s the matter for

Just tell

I say. Please.] “What’s

jump a little in my seat and almost dropping my phone. Looking up, I

second, I hesitate and then decide

put away my phone. “Mom asks me

so he doesn’t suspect a thing. I keep track of the time and ten minutes later, I stand up telling him, “I need to

…hell.

that ice cream downstairs. I’ll go to

to come with you?” I force out a smile, “I’m not a three-years-old. Be right back.” After that, I quickly exit the lounge before he changes his mind. I wait at the employee’s

of me and pants violently. After catching up a breath, she grabs my hand and blurts out, “Nat! Eason is a freak! He is fucking insane you need to

of a sudden, I find it hard to understand what Jenna is

be…why is he a freak? What did you say that!” Jenna grabs my arms

she goes on telling me everything she

he even locked me up in James’ apartment and forced me to sign a nondisclosure agreement! He said if I didn’t sign, I couldn’t eat and drink! How insane is that!!” she finishes furiously. Oh, the agreement. Suddenly the memory from last night resurfaces. “It’s just an agreement that needs to be signed. I didn’t think that person would sign it, but I just heard that she caved in anyway,” he smiles. “It’s a relief for me.” I thought he was talking about business. But could it be that…he was actually referring to the nondisclosure agreement he forced Jenna to sign?! And all those things are happening right in front of my stupid face. But I just didn’t see them. Maybe because he covered his tracks too well. Or maybe just

Jenna looks at me worried. “Say something please?” I suddenly bend down, gasping, coughing, retching. My body is sick. I feel so

heave. I can’t stop myself. My stomach swirls every time

was so in love with him…I was

to fucking

cuddle me. “You

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