Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292: 292-Giving My Stepbrother A Chance

Helanie:

"Maximus, what are you saying?" I wasn’t sure if he was even in his right mind. He seemed drunk and probably didn’t even know what he was talking about.

"Tell me, Helanie. Can you give me a chance in your life? I’m not asking you to accept me right away, but at least let me stop this engagement so we can figure out our own... relationship," he pleaded, his eyes looking like they were about to overflow with tears.

I was worried about him. Seeing him so upset wasn’t something I was prepared for. And it confused me how deeply concerned I felt seeing him like this.

"Tell me, what do you feel about me?" he insisted, stepping inside so he could enter my room. I had to step back to maintain some distance.

"There’s so much you don’t even know about me—," I started rambling, but he quickly hushed me.

"First, tell me. Do you even feel anything for me?" he asked, bending down and resting his hands on his knees. "I want to date you. Let’s see if you can fall for me. Tell me if you even like me, even a little," he demanded, his eyes shimmering with tears.

I had never known he could be so broken because of me.

"Tell me," he pressed again, his voice louder now. The reflexive answer slipped out of me instantly.

"Yes!"

That was all I said before his face lit up. He cupped my cheeks in his hands and pulled me closer. The moment his lips touched mine, the unease in my body started to fade.

It felt strange. I thought I hated being touched by anyone now. Was my body healing? First Kaye, and now Maximus.

But then, I remembered Lord McQuoid’s announcement, and I gently pulled away from the kiss. I hadn’t even had the chance to savor it properly before the thought hit me hard.

"Helanie, just let me take care of everything," he said, suddenly sounding so reassured.

"Maximus, I do have feelings for you, but that doesn’t mean—," I tried explaining, but he seemed to already know where I was going with it.

"I just want to date you first. I know where I stand, but it’ll help you figure out where you stand and if you want to accept me as your mate and husband," he said with understanding in his voice.

I knew I had answered his question and given him hope, but there was a part of me that couldn’t stop worrying about so many things.

About his brothers being my mates, about my mother being his stepsister, about my revenge, and even about my own mental health.

"It’s okay. Whatever it is that you think I don’t know, you can share it with me. I won’t judge. I’m just so happy—," he said, excitedly jumping up and down before forcing himself to act more composed. "Hey, don’t be too worried. I’ll make sure to stop this engagement."