Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 213-The Sick f*uc*k!

I took the picture when Pamela walked downstairs with a broom in her hand. “You are leaving?” She saw me turn on my heels and asked a question.

“Yeah! I think it is better we stay away from this stuff for now. It reminded me of my own childhood.” I smiled awkwardly, watching her grimace at me.

“But you wanted t—” she couldn’t deliver her words because I have run past her to upstairs already. I had this weird feeling inside my heart that I couldn’t shake off.

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From the picture I found, there was no doubt that my mother was the sidechick. Does that mean I am Flex’s daughter?

But Pamela said the baby died.

I had a sh*t ton of feelings and questions, and none of them could be resolved by themselves. I realized it was time my mother left this goddamn bed and started answering me now.

“Wake up!” I entered my bedroom and snatched the blanket away from my mother, who had hidden so many things from me that I keep finding things every second of my miserable life.

Mom rubbed her eyes and stretched, cracking her bones and comfortably sitting up after grabbing a sweet

of which I could do because she had

her, leaned

back, grabbing my finger to twist it, but I

f*uc*king avoid my question. Did you know she is Elex’s wife and mate when we came here?” As I asked her that question with anger filled eyes, she took a deep breath and folded her arms over her chest, refusing to speak to me. “You cannot stay silent and think I will leave you be. I have been working my

not know Elex, okay?” She scoffed, thinking that would be

would have fooled me with her manipulation. She stared at the picture for

want to know if I am— if Elex was a

rushed out of the bed to slap me, but this time, I was prepared for it. I grasped her hand mid-air and prevented the hit. She was still glaring into

demanded, making her shake her head at

with every word she delivered. That’s when the door opened, and Pamela rushed

mother’s hand from my grasp and pushed us apart, asking, “What is wrong with you two? All you do is fight,” she started lecturing us while my mom was pacing back and forth. Something was bothering her, and I

yelled at my mother, making her stop pacing and turn

going to question me even after I did so much for you?” She shouted

two are scaring my son,” Pamela held my hand and started dragging me out of the bedroom, “Just stay in my room for now,” she softly spoke, making it seem like she was feeling bad

while she locked herself inside with my

by the voice from behind me, breaking my