Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 586

Chapter 586: 586-His Possession

Helanie:

"Norman is here," I heard someone yelling from outside, breaking the tense eye contact Darcy and I were sharing. Darcy rushed ahead of me—obviously trying to act like she cared. I’m not saying she didn’t, but she was so cruel she forgot about her own sons while trying to put me down.

We both left the room to speak with Norman. I also needed to tell him about Jessica. Darcy reached him first while I slowed down and then stopped completely behind everyone.

"Where are Kaye and Maximus?" his mother asked after hugging him first. Her hands were on his chest, her fingers lightly wrapped over his jacket.

"I couldn’t find them," Norman replied, not even looking down at her. His eyes hovered around until they landed on me. Then he gently removed his mother’s hands from his chest and pushed everyone aside to come to me.

"Are you okay?" he asked, and everyone went quiet. I heard some whispers—some confused about why he cared about me when I was the one who had stayed home, safe and sound.

"I told her," I said, my hands clenched tightly in front of my stomach. He quickly held them to comfort me.

"I know. I saw her run out," he replied, his hand reaching for my cheek to touch it, but I winced in pain.

"Should we go after her?" I asked. His eyes stayed on my face like he was trying to read something there.

"No. I sent the warriors after her," Norman’s tone had turned harsher as he kept pressing his thumb gently over something on my cheek. "Who did this?" he finally asked, sounding more upset.

"Did what?" I asked.

The maids and others began to walk away, but Darcy came right up to us and slapped his hand off my face.

Norman closed his eyes like he was trying to calm his anger before gently holding my face and turning it toward her.

"Did you do this?" he asked his mother, his tone firm.

"Oh, no! But someone else did, and it’s not like Helanie didn’t deserve it," Darcy hissed, a mocking smirk on her lips.

"Jessica hit you?" Norman asked, turning me toward him by holding my arms.

"It’s okay. She was just angry," I said. As soon as my hands landed on his chest, his mother’s eyes narrowed at me.

"It’s not okay. How the heck did she think she could hurt you, Helanie? Why didn’t you slap her right back?" he yelled, even shocking me.