All Chapters of MY STEPBROTHER'S RETURN: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“Well, I am freaking in love with him. And he loves me back. We aren't even hiding a shit about. The world knows it. And there is absolutely nothing that you can do about it. Not even the law can take up such a cheap case. I can crave whomever I fucking please, even the president of this country, and Rayis everything that any straight woman would want in a man, except you, of course. In case you are just realizing that right now, woe unto you. It is way too late. He is all mine! If I was fighting for him before when I only had his love and child, now I have my love and the lives of two of our babies to make me fight for him even harder. You have no change here, Tarah!” I challenge.“He is my husband! He is married! You can never crave such a man if you have any dignity in you.” She says, sounding so bitter as if she feels anything for Liam.“Maybe you are right, but there is also a reason why sometimes men crave mistresses and side-chicks. Have you even tried to be a wife to your so-c

The clock ticks to 5 o’clock!I check my phone for anything that maybe Raymay may have texted, but I fail to see a thing. There are none, and at this point, I am tempted to think that my phone is faulty here. It might have developed a virus that is blocking the messages or calls from coming through or something. It is late.Seconds pass, turning into long, fretful moments with my paranoia rising! It clocks at half past five. Now, this is distressing. I cannot bear it any longer. Maybe he is having one of the usual fights with that witch, Tarah, or his mother? You can never be too sure of anything in this house. It is a catfight ground sort of a thing. If it is not me fighting with Tarah or Katherine, then it is them ganging up on Rey. Or both of them ganging up on both Ray and me together. I need to check up on him.I slowly walk out of my room and stroll downstairs. I get to the sitting room, and I find them here. The good thing is that they are not at each other’s throats as always,

The witch drops her head in shame and, what? Hurt? She is hurt by what Rayhas said? How so, because this is so unlike her?Wait, the last time I saw this look on her face was that day that I rubbed to her face that Rayand I had just had sex. I remember she even shed tears that day. And now this? What happening to her?Some ear-splitting hooting of cars summons our attention as we all look out through the windows, but unfortunately, the curtains are already closed. We cannot see what the hell is happening outside, but we can hear the cars stop savagely as they continue hooting and some bunch of lunatic girls screaming some dirty words. Hell? What is happening?“What the fuck is that?” Rayasks as we both turn to this weirdo, who looks cognizant of our confusions. But she seems kind of worried.“That must be them. My friends," she says.Friends? Didn't she say she was expecting guests? What kind of manner less fools storm into someone's compound with such earsplitting noise?“Friends? Di

“What were you doing in there? Been screaming your name for minutes, hun!” I hear that bitch’s voice as I finish cleaning myself up with the Soviets.Hun? Since when? And what is that?annoying cheesecake tone? Trying to play some lovey-dovey games to fool her fucking guests? I reckon she is even clinging to my Rey’s arm or fixing the nothingness on his tee just to show off. Bitch!“Uuuu! Spare us, will you?"Spare us?From what?Silence!There is no voice from that witch, and these parrots of hers are just cheering; only the devil knows what. I detest those shrieking sounds! They are making my ears itch! I fix my hair and walk out feeling so raw and content, and...And dumbstruck!The heartbreaking visual visage of my Ray and Tarah together with their lips pressed so iniquitously against each other impairs my visual sense for a minute.Holy fuck!I slam my back on the closed kitchen door the minute it closes. A tinge of stinging tickles jolts down my spinal tube, almost paralyzing me

She cloaks her anger for a minute, putting on her signature bitchy crown. But today, her act is not working decently. Even through her iciness, you can still pick up the pecks of anger, hurt, and shame. Bingo, Irma Rose! You are serving this diet, which is the recommended diet. Thumbs up! Stuff her more!“Do not be too sure. And, by the way, how did it feel to see me kissing my husband, whom you can’t stop swooning over? I saw how you almost collapsed with utter stupor and hurt. Did your heart break into pieces after witnessing us kissing?” She asks, almost emitting a smirk.Sha! This witch is so cheap at devising plans. Was that the only way she could come up with to rile me? My! My! She should have asked me for some advice to spice up her rubbishy, unsuccessful plan. She couldn’t even pull off something to equal a kiss. Such a pathetic loser!“I admit I was thunderstruck and hurt at first seeing Rey’s lips on your disgusting ones for a second. But then, reality slapped me—that was a