In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 72

Read In Love With My Evil Stepbrother Chapter 72 – Whatever It Takes

I crouch down there frozen, staring at him.

“I said midnight. And you just waited me till midnight?” my voice is filled with shock.

“Yes,” he nods.

 

“But why?” I ask, perplexed.

I can’t think of one reason that would make him wait in the weather like this for 2-3 hours.

Is he just trying to be nice? Or does he still have feelings for-no, impossible. I immediately laugh at that fleeting thought.

And then I hear his answer, “I said I want to have dinner with you. You clearly haven’t eaten anything. Come, let’s go.”

He rises and gestures me to follow. Before I realize, I’m already walking with him side by side under his umbrella. The chilly wind hits me, and I shiver. The next second, a scarf that still carries his warmth lands on my neck.

“It’s cold during the night, isn’t it?” he says casually and looks straight ahead, paying no attention to the astonished look on my face. “Don’t forget to check the weather next time.”

I touch the scarf, which smells so much like him. It’s irresistible. After only a few seconds of hesitation, I tighten his scarf around my neck and instantly feel warmer.

We walk together to the parking lot where he parks his car, which turns out to be a black Audi. Very low-profile. Very unlike him.

“What happened to your fancy sports cars?” I turn to him and ask.

“I sold them.”

I gasp in surprise. I can still remember the proud in his voice when he told me about his car collections, and now he is telling me that he sold them?

Did his family go bankrupt?

“Why? Do you have a financial difficulty?”

He blinks and then bursts into laughter,“ Oh no, nothing like that. I needed money to start my own business, so I sold them for a good price. Plus, I can’t have my business partners see me driving around in a gaudy convertible…doesn’t seem very reliable that way.”

I don’t know which word makes me more surprised, “business” “gaudy” or ” reliable”?

He really has changed a lot. And it makes it harder for me to read him.

“Why don’t you ask Mr. Ramirez for the money?” I ask.

His face darkens for a quick second and then he quickly covers it with a smile, “do you want to have dinner or ask question?”

He is dogging my question. That I am sure of.

He unlocks the car and open the passenger’s door for me. Before I get in the car, I suddenly notice a darker area on his left shoulder. It looks like a water stain from the rain.

But he was holding an umbrella large enough for us two.

Then it suddenly hits me. I was walking on the right side of him. So he must be leaning the umbrella more towards my side to make sure I’m perfectly sheltered from the rain. That’s how his left shoulder got wet.

“Something wrong?” he notices my moment of lost and asks.

“No! No, it’s nothing…I—nothing.”-

in the car, avoiding his gaze so that

sweet and gentle to me! He is only

his car, I quickly take a deep

you want to eat?” he starts the engine

physically and emotionally. I’m really not in the mood for dinner and just want to lie down. But my gut feeling is telling me that if I turn him down now,

out a smile. “It’s late and I’m sure you

just drive out of the parking lot. When the car goes into the rain, he turns

Whatever It Takes, by

the lyrics. And now I’m trapped in the car with nothing to do but to listen carefully, it just occurred

strangled smile fell

kills me that I hurt

that I didn’t

there’s a million reasons for you to

can find a reason to

feel the air getting thinner around

who has also done me wrong in the past. But I

this song just snapped us back to

it’s still going in

do whatever it

To turn this around;

what’s

that I’ve let you

if you give me

Believe that—”

The song stops abruptly.

turned off the

any regret for the past and isn’t trying to ask for

has moved on to a

in the darkness and struggle to fight back those hot tears in my eyes. I can’t let him find out

pretend that I’m cool with everything, just like he

breaks the awkward silence. “Tough day

spilled a drink on your girlfriend, remember?” I’m glad that my voice sounds natural and calm, so I carry on with a light

got fired?” his voice

yeah. It is my fault, nevertheless. Can’t really

bit unfair? Getting fired over

almost laugh out. I guess the

no real fairness in this world, Eason. Normal people like us can only be really careful about every little thing in our lives, or those little things will turn into a real

said that and immediately realized that the final sentence sounded

remained silence driving his car with his face hidden in the darkness. I don’t know

regretted it already. We won’t see each other after this one night. Why turn

“Your girlfriend seems nice. How long has it been? How did you guys

you fired nice?” there’s a hint of

sigh, “I’m trying to start a decent conversation here. Be a good boy

chuckles lowly and then says, “I think food is a better idea than

look through the window and see a

and

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