Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506: 506-Breaking His Heart

Helanie:

I knew I should have just gone to my room—Norman’s room—but I had to confront Emmet. He had not only broken his promises, but also my heart.

I went straight to the passage and stood in my spot, watching him like a hawk. He was scratching his scalp and looking around, fixing his shirt when he raised his head and our eyes met.

I watched him lower his hand and then quickly start walking toward me.

"Shit, shit, shit. The night passed?" he asked as he reached me. "But you’re here, so... did we do it?" he asked with a smile, but his smile slowly faded—probably because he couldn’t find the memory of us getting married last night.

"I’m here," I replied. I heard footsteps behind me and had a feeling it was the brothers.

But thankfully, no one interfered.

"I—" he scratched the back of his head again, once more looking around, completely clueless.

I had imagined screaming and hitting him when he woke up. But once I was in front of him, I couldn’t do any of that.

I had so much respect for him, and the bond we shared was so pure, that I couldn’t even disrespect him. Even after he disrespected our love and bond by abandoning me when I needed him the most.

"You didn’t come last night, Emmet," my voice broke, but I managed to sniffle back the tears with much difficulty.

"Huh? I didn’t—then—" he paused, his eyes staring into mine. I bet he noticed the tears appearing in my eyes and the hurt look forming on my face.

"Please tell me what happened." As he tried to walk closer, I stepped back to create distance between us—and he noticed it. He frowned and looked up from my feet to my face, his mouth slightly open, surprised that I had stopped him from coming near me.

"You were passed out drunk last night while I waited for you at the court," I said, a tear rolling down my cheek, followed by others.

"I abandoned you?" The look of shock on his face was exactly how I had imagined he’d react. Maybe this would finally give him the reality check that he wasn’t over his ex. That he chose her over me. That he only remembered her, even though she hadn’t even been with him for a while.

"You were missing Azura," I said, and he stepped back. The guilt in his eyes made me frown.

"You had pictures of her with you—her bracelet in your hand—while you drank yourself out of your mind, sir," I added respectfully.

"No, no! I did that?" he began pacing back and forth, looking so guilty.

"You did. And I waited—" I stopped talking because I broke down.