Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329 

KESTER. 

I sat in the living room, hunched over the controller, with my eyes glued to the TV screen as the video game blared through the speakers when I heard Dad’s car in the parking lot. 

They were here. 

I had already rehearsed this moment over and over in my head like a scene from a movie, and I was certain I’d do even better than how I had it planned out in my head. 

Ignore them. Don’t speak. Don’t look. Just keep your eyes on the TV nd pretend they don’t exist. 

Simple. 

I turned the volume up a notch. 

I heard giggles. 

They were already a happy family without me. But it wasn’t new to me. Whoever the little girl who’d now become his new daughter was should be happy she met the monster when he was in his pretentious era. 

She probably thought she’d just won the jackpot. Got herself a daddy 

I couldn’t wait for her to learn how wrong she was. 

The front door creaked open. 

I didn’t even turn to look. 

The maids followed behind, dragging in glossy suitcases and fancy bags with golden zippers. The heavy luggage was carried upstairs. 

I could feel them stop behind me but I kept my gaze focused on the game, pretending I didn’t hear the tiny exhale Dad always made when he was trying not to lose his temper. 

“Kester,” he called, clearing his throat. 

But I didn’t move. 

“Kester,” he tried again in a firmer tone. 

I still said nothing. He didn’t deserve a reaction. 

There was silence… And then, snap! 

The controller was yanked from my hands, the plastic digging into my fingers before it slipped free. 

I shot up, my body gong stiff, with my head turning slowly like a machine until my eyes locked with his. 

I looked him dead in the eye. 

He stared back like he was daring me to speak, his jaw twitching like it always did when he was pissed but trying to act calm. 

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Chapter 329 

“Be good,” he said in a low ang light voice, ‘Greet your new mother. 

I didn’t blink. 

New mother? 

He said it like I could just swap my real Mum out for a replacement ke changing a battery. 

I slowly turned my head to the woman standing beside him. 

Jorja. 

She smiled at me. I guess she thought I was some kid who could be won over with a plate of cookies and a hug. 

“Hello, Kester,” she said, all warm and fake and patient. 

Her smile made something in me twist. 

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