Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates - Chapter 413

Chapter 413: 413-Maybe He Has A Crush On Me
Helanie:

I came back to the hostel feeling all grumpy and jealous. I couldn’t understand why Emmet had to stand there laughing with Sage. He doesn’t usually laugh with anyone. Even when he’s with me, he barely cracks a smile.

“So, what else did he say?” I was brought back to my senses by Lamar, who sat on his bed and yelled for me.

I realized he had been watching me throw a tantrum by kicking my shoes around the room. Lucy wasn’t around, so I was able to let out my frustration without someone commenting on everything I was doing.

“Nothing more,” I replied, checking my phone.

“What’s got you all worked up?” Lamar asked, making me grunt and groan.

“Ohhhh,” he nodded his head.

I frowned at him.

“I remember,” he waved his finger at me, almost like he had caught me.

“What? Huh? What do you remember?” I asked, pretty much getting in his face and bending down to his level.

“Whoa! Threatening me—are you jealous? Oh my goddess, Helanie is jealous?” he teased, making me straighten my spine and fold my arms over my chest.

“I am not jealous. It’s just—listen, he’s my mate, and whether he remembers or not, I do, so yeah—I am annoyed,” I groaned, stomping my foot. I didn’t know why I was so worked up.

“What happened to not wanting to be with your mate to defy the Moon Goddess?” Lamar brought it up, calling out my hypocrisy.

“Hey, that’s different. I’m not talking about dating him. I mean, not yet—” I stuttered, feeling so embarrassed for even considering it. “But I’ll be done with my revenge soon, right?” I was hopeful this would be over soon.

“And then there will be no promise to keep.” I was so embarrassed to say that out loud that I couldn’t raise my head to make eye contact with Lamar.

“I understand that, but Helanie, what makes you think he’ll wait?” Lamar was now talking seriously once he noticed how much the whole scene from earlier had bothered me.

“You’re right. He wouldn’t,” I sighed, giving up on the idea.

“But it hurts, you know?” I lowered my head, my face in my hands.

“Hey, for what it’s worth, the way Professor Emmet looks at you is way different from how he was looking at Sage,” Lamar said, making me uncover my face and stare at him.

“How does he looks at me?” I guess I wanted to hear from someone that they had noticed it too—that Emmet does make me feel special.

“Helanie, I am a guy, and when I say he looks at you like he fancies you, I mean it. A guy only looks at a woman that way when he has feelings for her. Even during classes, when you’re too busy, I catch him staring at you in silence. Whenever your head is down, his eyes are on you. The minute you look up, he looks away,” Lamar said.

I didn’t know Lamar had been noticing it, and I definitely didn’t know Emmet had been staring at me.

“Really?” I felt a little flutter in my heart.

Emmet was a different kind of man. He was like a gentle giant, and I couldn’t help but grow feelings for him.

“Yeah, so whatever that was, it was nothing. I’m sure they met by accident and just had a conversation,” Lamar assured me.

I badly wanted to believe him.

“How are you so sure?” I inquired.

“Because they had their cars parked outside the shop. If they were on a date or something, they would’ve been at a café or a restaurant with their cars parked outside. But when visiting a shop, why would they go there separately?” he concluded, and I began to smile to myself.

He was right. I was reading too much into it.

“Unless they were stopping at the shop before or after going out on a date,” I blurted out, then yelped when I realized what I had just said. Lamar slapped his forehead, like I was my own worst enemy, creating scenarios in my head just to stress myself out.

“Anyway, I’ll go get ready for my job,” I sighed, giving up on thinking about that interaction between Sage and Emmet again.

The classes were canceled because of the bad weather, but I still had to go to work. I changed into a black shirt with a white flower pattern and black jeans, then hopped on Lamar’s bike.

He dropped me off at the mansion, where the kids were standing at the door, waiting for my arrival. It was the cutest thing ever.

“Hey!” Demi yelled excitedly, running over to hug my legs. When Davon did the same, I found myself giggling and almost falling.

“Kids, don’t yell,” Emma snapped, coming after them with an angry look on her face. The kids instantly pulled away and lowered their heads.

Demi had told me that Lord McQuoid didn’t love them the way he loved his sons, and it broke my heart. At that moment, I realized that while I had appreciated Lord McQuoid for treating me well, he was treating his own kids poorly.

It was almost like my mother and him were a perfect match in the sense that they were both irresponsible parents.

“Don’t shout at them. They were just welcoming me,” I stood up for them, watching her face contort.

“It’s enough that we let you come here and babysit them. You shouldn’t get too comfortable,” Emma warned me, her eyes sizing me up and down. “And that money you’re getting? You should be saving it instead of buying yourself new clothes all the time.”

Of course, she didn’t like the fact that I was doing much better now.

“You should focus on yourself. I’ll do whatever the hell I want with my money.”

The minute I said that, the kids started giggling secretly, and Emma’s eyes shifted to them. She was able to scare them off with just a glare, and that disturbed me.

She shouldn’t be staying in their home and treating them like that. Not when I was the one taking care of them.