Mate to my obsessive stepbrother novel - Chapter 120

Chapter 120 KASMINE "Why did you shut me out, Kasmine? " His voice wasn't angry anymore-It was low, almost broken, and it hit deeper than the yelling ever could. He dragged a hand through his damp hair, fingers tightening in frustration before he let them drop to his sides. "Why?" I scoffed.

God, he was unbelievable, "Why don't you go spend more quality time with your fiancee?" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest." Maybe she'll help you forget that I even exist," I said, holding his gaze and hoping I looked as serious as I wish I lookord His brows pulled together as if the words physically pained him. "It's not what you think, baby. Let me explain. Please The earlier Laccepted this, the better for me. For us. "Don't," I cut in quickly before losing my nerve.

"Don't give me that line, Kester. Don't you dare try to fix this with sweet words and that look on your face." "Kasmine-" "No!" 1 bit out, my voice trembling despite how hard I fought to keep it steady. "There is nothing to explain! Didn't I tell you before now? Didn't I say we'll never go past the doors of our rooms?" My throat tightened around the words, but I forced them out, venom and all. "I knew this would happen. I anticipated it.

And guess what I took a step toward him, arms still folded, my jaw tight. "I Don't Care." I spat those words like they were true. But Kester only stared at me with those infuriatingly knowing eyes. And then… he chuckled. Not the amused kind. The kind soaked in disbelief. "You don't care ?" he repeated in a deadly calm tone. His gaze dragged down my body slowly-like he was reading every crack I was trying to plaster over.

"Then tell me why you're trembling with rage, Kasmine?" He stepped forward. I took an involuntary step back." Tell me why you shut yourself out for two whole days without wanting to speak to me. Why you wouldn't even look at me. " I clenched my fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms to keep the tears from rising again. But they burned anyway. His tone dropped lower as he stepped closer. "Tell me you don't care, baby, and make me believe it.