Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 340

Chapter 340: 340- She Owns Him Now

Helanie:

Kaye had changed his appearance. There was a tattoo on the side of his neck. His hair was probably only an inch long, but it was all black with one blonde streak running to the back of his head. He seemed broader but thinner at his waist. However, his muscles and visible veins told me he had been working out a lot lately. His long black coat, black pants, and white shirt made him stand out even more. I always thought he had brown hair, I guess he had been dying his hair all this time.

Kesha had a huge smile on her lips, wearing a short gray sequin dress with thin straps. Her high stilettos made her look even taller. Her hair was curled to perfection, and she wore heavy makeup. She looked like a goddess walking alongside a Greek god. She also made sure to have Kaye as close to her as she could.

I felt something flip in my chest. Kaye walked past me and reached the stage where his mother was.

She greeted him proudly with a hug and held his face in her hands, kissing his forehead. I just silently watched it all. Kaye then casually wrapped his arm around Kesha’s tiny waist and pulled her closer for a picture with his family.

It was a disaster. I felt tears rush to my eyes, but I blinked hard to get rid of them. Of course, he was involved with Kesha—he had picked her over me.

He gave me a choice that was ridiculous. He wanted me to leave everything behind when he knew I couldn’t accept him right away. It was like he wanted us to end but wanted me to be the one to make that decision.

I was definitely bitter and unreasonable. We both let go of each other, so I shouldn’t be worried about him moving on. I had hurt him so much that he had a meltdown.

However, just because I didn’t break down didn’t mean I wasn’t hurt enough when he gave me an ultimatum—either accept him or he would choose Kesha.

“Lamar, you look great,” Jenny complimented after he ignored her for a good ten minutes. He finally looked down at her and only gave her a nod.

“Do I not look good?” she asked in a sad tone but kept a weak smile on her lips.

“What do you want from me, Jenny? Because if you’re looking for compliments, trust me, I find nothing interesting about you anymore.” My head spun when I heard Lamar hiss at her and use such harsh words. Lamar wasn’t the type to insult someone openly just to show he didn’t like them. But if he was doing it now, that meant she had really hurt his feelings.

“We can still be friends, right?” She should have realized that playing with him and then going back to someone like Rayden would cause problems in our friendship. Part of the issue was that she knew Rayden hated us and always caused trouble, yet she never confronted him.

“NO! I cannot be friends with you. I hate your mate, and anyone who stands with him is my enemy,” Lamar pointed a finger at his chest, trying to keep his voice low, but I was able to hear them just fine since Gavin and I were standing right behind them.

“But I am not like him—,” she tried to speak when Lamar raised his finger to stop her.

“Doesn’t matter, just leave me alone.” I understood where he was coming from. His anger was justified. I hated Rayden too. He was a cruel man who had wronged everyone.

“Okay.” With that, Jenny stepped aside, holding back her tears.

“How are you all?” Our conversation was interrupted by Norman’s arrival. I hated to admit it, but he looked good too. I even rolled my eyes and let out a deep breath I had been holding ever since I heard Jenny and Lamar speak.

“We are fine, sir!” Gavin replied happily.

“Good, good.” Norman glanced at everyone before his eyes lingered on me for a moment.

I began to feel weird when he added, “Everyone looks good, except one.” He mouthed that last part while looking at me.

I didn’t know what was wrong with him, but he had to ruin my mood. The others didn’t notice because they were too busy laughing.

He then walked away and started speaking to the council. The wind was harsh, so I had to keep fixing my hair with my hands.

“Mom!” Maximus yelled, waving his hand to greet her.

The lady was a nuisance. I remembered having such a bad time with her. Her arrival had filled the air with negativity. She carried herself well, wearing a light purple gown with diamonds. Her hair was styled in short curls, and she wore red lipstick like the models from before.

She had elegantly made her way through the crowd, responding to their bows with just a hand gesture before joining her sons. Norman had given her a side hug, while Maximus stood beside her like an excited child after he joined last. Seeing the two together made my heart sink in my chest.

And then there was Emmet. Lady Daphne turned to greet him, but he didn’t even take his hands out of his pockets to shake hers.

I watched as she tried to talk to him, but he was anxiously pacing back and forth, waiting for her to finish.

The next few minutes passed with everyone talking to each other. I couldn’t speak. I had this weird feeling in my body that no amount of jokes could lift. It came from the fact that I had thought this engagement wouldn’t happen because Maximus was so madly in love with me.

I raised my head and noticed Norman staring at me—not just staring, he wasn’t even blinking while walking past me to his mother. His entire head was turned toward me, and the moment I caught him, he quickly tried to look ahead. But by that time, he had already walked straight into a tree.

I wanted to laugh at him, but his mother arrived just as she noticed he had hit his head hard.

“Where are you lost?” his mother asked with a smile. Of course, she didn’t see me in the crowd.

Why was he staring at me if I looked so bad?