Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 334

Chapter 334 

KESTER. 

Cole went ahead to explain how they were on their way back home when Kasmine saw Claire across the road. 

How she asked to go talk to her. 

How he stayed behind in the goddamn car while my pregnant mate walked off on her own. 

How someone came out of nowhere and fired a fucking gain 

How the bullet hit Claire and Kasmine screamed. 

How he finally jumped out, too late, and tackled Kasmine out of the way. 

How she almost got caught in the crossfire because he was too damn dumb and careless. 

I just stared at him. My head was throbbing. 

Didn’t I tell him to keep her safe with his life? Didn’t I tell him that no matter what happened, no detours? Didn’t I… 

He fucked it up. 

Bad. 

I took a deep breath, just to keep myself from punching a hole through the wall. 

Then I looked down at Kasmine. 

“Baby, come,” I whispered, shifting gears fast as I gently guided her to the waiting couch just to our left. She was still crying, wiping at her cheeks with trembling hands. 

I could still feel the panic shaking off her in waves. She was so shaken that I could barely watch. 

Thank fuck, the hallway was mostly empty. A few nurses passed by, but no one hung around. 

There were no eyes watching us too closely. 

She sat down gently, her lower lip quivering. 

I crouched in front of her, held her face in my hands, and kissed her forehead. “Wait for me, okay?” I murmured. 

She nodded, and I stood up slowly, returning my attention to Cole. 

He didn’t see it coming. 

One second, he was standing in front of me like a sorry–ass statue, and the next, my fist slammed into his jaw with a sickening crack. 

He staggered backward, blood spraying from his mouth as he crashed into the wall behind him and slid down, dazed. 

“Kester!” Kasmine gasped, jumping to her feet. Her voice trembled, but it didn’t stop me. 

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Chapter 334 

Red. All I could see was red. 

I didn’t hear Kasmine scream my name. 

was already on him. 

I straddled Cole where he lay slumped, grabbed the front of his shirt and slammed my fist into his face again. And again. And again. 

“You fucking idiot!” I snarled between each hit. “I told you…! I warned you…!” 

Another punch. 

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