All Chapters of IN LOVE WITH DAVE: MY HOT STEPBROTHER: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CARMENI had watched Terri put Jasper’s mom to bed and tuck her in. Now, she was sitting in front of me, in her wheelchair and staring at me.“What…” I hurried towards her and pushed the chair into my bedroom. “How did you get out of bed? How did you make it out here? Is Terri back?”As I asked the last question, I opened the door and scanned the hallway to see if Terri was standing there and waiting for me to find out about her little prank, but there was nobody there.I closed the door and turned around, heading back to the woman who was still staring at me.“You wanted to tell me something?” I asked, bending to meet her eyes.I took her hands and squeezed, urging her to squeeze back and show me any sign that she was still there and she knew what she was doing, but she only kept her mouth open, taking in short breaths as if trying hard to propel words from her mouth but couldn’t muster enough strength.Finally, she settled for mouthing the words instead of trying to say them, and I

CARMENI turned my phone face down against the table as I glanced at Jasper. He seemed to have noticed that I was out of it, and he wrapped an arm around me.“Is something wrong?” he inquired.“No.” I shook my head. “I’m just a little hungry. Let’s eat.”He nodded in approval, taking his hand off my shoulder and digging into his food as everyone around the table continued their small talks with each other, unaware of the panic brewing in my head.I figured that nobody at the table had sent that text, because they were all too busy and nobody was with their phones.“So, Carmen,” Nova started, smiling at me as if she had something to say that she knew I would not like. “How’s marriage treating you? You’re happy, right?”“Yes. It’s been great, thanks for asking,” I answered, my lips spread in a thin smile.“That’s great,” Kate chipped in. “Have you two talked about your honeymoon yet? Dave and I were thinking that we could have a double honeymoon if you two haven’t decided yet. We’ll lea

CARMEN“Let me have it, Carmen,” Jasper ordered me, outstretching his hand for me to place my phone on his palm. At that point, I knew that there was no lying to get out of it; he had heard me talking to Emily.“You don’t understand, Jasper. I just…” I pulled the phone away from my ear, hanging up and placing the phone behind my back to avert his attention from it, but that only triggered him even more.“Let me have the phone, Carmen!” he demanded even louder this time, stepping forward as if ready to take the phone away from me in an instant if I didn’t do it.“I wanted to be sure,” I said as I gave in and fixed the phone in his hand.“You wanted to be sure about something that I had already told you?” He narrowed his eyes at me as he asked. “You do know that trust is a key factor in marriage, right? If you don’t trust me, how are things going to work between us? How are we ever going to get past the circumstances surrounding our marriage?”I wanted to know that I could trust him, an

CARMENI crawled away from Jasper, getting up on my feet as I watched him sway from side to side and looking ready to collapse at any minute.The shock of what had just happened reverberated within me as I stared at my husband in disbelief.“Jasper?” I called. “What happened to you? How did you get this drunk?”“Drunk?” he echoed in a lazy slur, staggering forward as I moved back to avoid his sudden aggressiveness. “You’re calling me drunk? How dare you call me drunk?!”“Just go up to the room and have a shower. I can take you if you want,” I offered, but I didn’t dare walk up to him just yet. Not after he had just pushed me so hard without the slightest remorse. I bore it in mind that he was not in a good place, not in control of himself.“You don’t tell me what to do,” he spat bitterly as he headed for the stairs, loosening his tie and struggling to go up the stairs, crawling on his hands and feet to get to the top of the stairs.I followed behind him until he managed to get into th

CARMEN“Poisonous,” I echoed to myself as I clutched the bottle in my hand, slipping it into my purse before my mother would walk back in and realize that I had just found her out.Was she seriously using something like that for Steve Wilmer? It didn’t make sense at all, but I knew I couldn’t confront her about it outright. She was smart, and she would have something to say in her defence.“You’re not stirring it, Carmen!” Mom scolded as she walked and caught me in the middle of my thoughts, taking the wooden spoon and stirring the soup.“Why don’t you just get one of the staff to make the soup? Isn’t this stressful for you?” I questioned, trying to deduce what I could from her answers.“Steve likes my soup. He has learned to prefer it over everyone else’s, and I have to prioritize his health. Did you know that his symptoms are back? Just yesterday on the business trip we took, he kept breaking out into a cold sweat, and his hands were trembling.” Her face fell when she turned around