All Chapters of My Stepbrother's Sinful Desire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Joan’s pov“Real mother,” I repeated.It sounded bizarre, and it was hard for me too. Fred’s mother had been out of his life for as long as everyone could remember. and now she was back at home, and I don’t feel good about it, but I couldn’t bore mom with all the weird feelings I felt inside or the insane fact that her husband had been locked up, or I was molested all along, or Fred was expelled from the college she wanted him to graduate from. .It was made clear that she shouldn’t know about everything until she is done with surgery, so she doesn’t stress her heart.The possibility of having high blood pressure was high if she was stressed. Most likely, we were supposed to make her happy, but not too happy. So in her innocent heart, her husband was too busy and got a job offer, and they were having issues, and he didn’t come.And Fred was back home because I told him that she was sick and it made her happy, but it was all lies.A lot had gone wrong in the family, and I feared she mig

Joan’s POV“Wow, just…”“What do you want to do? Call Fred and cry to him about how unjustly I treated you. For fuck sake, you are old enough to be a little bit wise and know when to leave the room; don’t be a cow; move,” she said, pushing me out of the room and locking the door. Leaving me outside totally left me in dismay and confusion.She was just too confident, and it hurt me to know she was right, but complaining about this now wouldn’t resolve anything; I needed to find whatever she was looking for before she finally took it. A part of me tells me that whatever she was planning on taking was going to leave a dent in this family.And that might be the sole reason she came back home. She didn’t come back to Fred; at least I knew that enough after all the displays of control and her pettiness. She was only concentrating on toying with his feelings and his trauma.She wanted to use him, and she knew he would fall for her the moment she came into his life. I was beginning to doubt e

Joan’s POV"Lisa had a child with Jones; she would call it a mistake, cry, and whine about it for days, and she was so sorry for hurting my feelings. She was my first. I don’t think I can really be angry with her. She continued playing with me over and over again. I allowed her into my life after Frederick was born. I nurtured her till she was due.She was the sole reason why I hate jokes to this day; both of them are justHe signed and then walked out of the living room, just to come back with another set of juice boxes.“Pardon, I just can’t do without it,” he said, placing it on the desk, then continuing to his seat.“Well, Lisa came back after the birth of Fred and decided she would stay with me, and we would be fine together. She promised she wouldn’t have anything to do with Jone and had cast him away completely, but instead of her finally accepting how evil she is, she stole from me, then gave it all to Jone. I didn’t know how bankrupt I was until the day she finally left our c

Joan’s POV“What?”“Yes, so just so you know, before you start blaming me for everything that has happened, I saw your message in the damn hospital. Get your head straight for once in your life, would you?"“Is mom okay? Where is she? What happened to my mother?" I yelled, pulling his collar. If anything were to happen to mom, I wouldn’t survive past today, and I made him know that with the way I reacted.“She’s fine, just a little seizure, and the surgery commences tomorrow, so we have to be there tomorrow unfailingly in the morning, and here you are, blaming me for taking time to see our mother; you are just, ahh, what will I do with you?”“Don’t talk to me like that; how would I have known?" I whined, feeling the pain of guilt down my chest; the liquor I had taken quenched, and my little uproar of courage died. I found myself wanting to cry again, but my eyes were tired, and if they had a mind of their own, I bet they would purge out of the socket. I had cried way too much today, b

Joan’s POVAfter mom's surgery, we were to go home and probably come to pay her regular visit, but that wasn’t the only good thing that had happened.Fred and I left the hospital and went back home, just to hear West crying. It was concerning, given the fact that Lisa should be consoling him, but he was banging on the door and crying bitterly when Fred and I pulled up at the house.“Hey baby, I am coming,” I said, rising towards the door and hitting on it so Lisa would open the door. I hoped she didn’t vent her anger on the little child who did absolutely nothing to cause her this much misery, but it seemed she wasn’t going to open the door, so Fred called her, endlessly hoping she would open the door but still doing the same thing.“Did she lock us out for good? You gave her the house, didn’t you?”“Yes, but is it not too quick to throw us out? I mean, I have things in there too." We started off by calling her name and banging on it even more. But it's still the same thing.“Move asi