Chapter 477

Chapter 467 An Accidental K*iss.

“Helel, you are not in your senses,” I said with a secret eye roll. I wasn’t dismissing his feelings, but his drinking so much was only going to make him act up. He paused after hearing me complain and pulled away, supporting his body with the wall of the entrance.

“You hate it when I drink? I will stop drinking forever. You hate it when I don’ t listen to you. I will only hear you from now on. You hate it if I breathe—I will stop breathing—,” his eyes suddenly got filled with tears before he forced a laugh and shook his head, “I am joking.” With those words leaving his mouth, he thought he had fooled me. I felt bad for him.

“Come on, let’s take you inside,” I insisted on holding his hand and walking him to the living room, but every time I tried walking into the mansion, he pulled away from me.

“No! it will suffocate me to death,” he scoffed, taking heavy breaths.

“What will?” I asked, following him as he made his way to the garden. He was constantly drinking, and I could tell he had a lot of drinks already, or else an alpha king was not easily intoxicated.

“The memories will kill me. I am beginning to remember everything–,”

used to cry on her lap until my father rejected her. And then I began to take care of Maddox. You know—he was not a bad child; he was just misunderstood. He had issues that he tried to hide behind the use of drugs. Mom used to be so angry at him. She would not miss a single chance to remind him that she did a lot for him and that she should have let him die. He

one. None of us used to

bench, but he slid down to the grass instead. I sat down

He got it. And it became his habit to the point that he took Maddox from us,” Helel dropped the bottle to cover his face in his hands as he cried loudly. My heart sank in my chest the instant I saw him like that. I had never seen him this

said she would take care of her,” I reached for his

times. She still didn’t tell us everything so that the brothers weren’t pushed against each other. She is such a nice person—,” he took a

answer to his question. I just kept staring at his face with heavy emotions and broken dreams. I had once thought of a

the tears back, holding his hand to make him stand up. He didn’t say a word

I took him into the living room, he

hate me for always being in your sight with this stupid face and eyes that only look at you,” he zoned out when murmuring. Big tears must have blurred

hate you,” I whispered,