Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403: 403-I Need A Babysitter

Emmet:

"You’ve been acting weird. Is there anything I should be concerned about?" Norman appeared out of nowhere, tapping his hand on my shoulder. I jumped noticeably, which only made my brother even more curious about my well-being.

I wasn’t a very jumpy person. Nothing really scared me except for the well-being of my loved ones.

But lately, I have been very, very jumpy. I didn’t know what was going on, but I had written down what was making me startled. Mostly, whenever I saw someone, I would visibly shudder because my brain took some time to process who the person in front of me was.

"Earth to Emmet," Norman snapped his fingers in front of my face to pull me back to reality.

"Yeah, yeah, I’m fine," I joked, waving my hand to dismiss his concerns. I walked out of my room and into the passage. He followed me, realizing it was time for our usual walk around the corridor.

"You don’t look fine. You keep forgetting to do simple tasks. Tell me, please, what’s going on with you so I can find a way to—" Before he could finish, I did it for him.

"To fix it?" I laughed at how much time he spent worrying about his brothers all day.

"The twins called me a week ago," I recalled the conversation I had with them.

"What did they say?" he asked.

"They want me to come pick them up." I hadn’t been very close to them, and there was a reason I kept my distance. But those kids wouldn’t understand.

"And you’re telling me this now, why?" Norman asked, questioning the delay.

"Because I still have a few days before I have to pick them up. They said they’re getting holidays from boarding school and don’t want to stay there for vacation," I said as I turned to stare at my brother. He had the same confused look on his face as I did.

"Why would they stay in the boarding school after the holidays?" Norman questioned.

"Well, according to them, lady Darcy told them that this time, they’d be staying with the tutors since she’s hosting some parties and has business to handle. She thinks they might ruin things with their usual running around the mansion," I recalled the exact words of my little sister.

"Mom said that? Mom has so many rooms and babysitters. She can afford a whole hotel for her meetings—why would she—" Norman grunted under his breath.

"As if it isn’t bad enough that Mom introduces them as our step-siblings to everyone," Norman finally said it. Our mom had forbidden us from ever calling the little ones our siblings until recently.

Suddenly, she was telling everyone they were our siblings. I didn’t understand her much, but I could tell she was always ready to ruin someone’s life, and I didn’t like her for that.

Which is why I didn’t hate Ursula when she stole her mate from her. It’s always Karma who comes in different ways.