Semua Bab Choosing Between My Sexy Stepbrother Or My Hot Professor: Bab 231 - Bab 240

Jac pov ​The dinner table had been a nightmare. The silence from my father and the sharp questions from my mother made the expensive food taste like cardboard. As soon as I could, I excused myself and headed upstairs. My old room was exactly as I had left it, but better. My mother must have had the cleaners in recently because everything was sparkling. The bedsheets were crisp, the shelves were dusted, and the air smelled like fresh lavender. ​I closed the door and leaned my back against it. My body felt heavy. I knew I needed to take a bath and clear my head, but I found myself just standing there in the middle of the rug. I tried to take a step toward the closet to get a change of clothes, but my knees felt weak. ​All I could think about was Jessie. ​I wondered what she was doing right now. Was she already back at her apartment? Was she still crying in the back of that taxi? The thought of her being upset made my chest ache. I hated that her first day back with my famil

Jac pov ​I stood there on the porch, the sun beating down on my neck, but I felt cold. My fingers felt like lead as I finally flattened the paper out. I had to squint to read her handwriting because it was shaky, like she had been crying while she wrote it. ​Jac, please don't come back. I can't do this. Your sister hates me, your mom hates me, and honestly, I don’t blame them. I’m not the person they want for you. It’s better if we just stop now before things get worse. Please just take your car and go back to your family. Goodbye. ​"No," I muttered, shaking my head. "No, no, no." ​My brows creased so hard it actually hurt. This couldn't be happening. Just yesterday, we were talking about our future, and now she was throwing it all away because of one bad afternoon? I looked at the gate where Maya had disappeared. Something didn't feel right. Lily had told me just this morning that she hadn't even had the chance to talk to my mother yet. That meant my mom hadn't even made a

Jac pov ​I stood in the hallway for a long time after leaving Lily’s room, just staring at the wall. My ears were ringing. I couldn't believe my own sister had done that to me. I had trusted her. I had literally begged her for help just a few hours ago, and instead, she went and told my mother every single bad thing Jessie had ever done at school. She told them about the bullying, the drama with Raina, and the stuff with the Gamma’s daughter. She painted Jessie out to be a monster. ​I walked back down the stairs slowly, my feet feeling like they were made of lead. My parents were still in the living room. The TV was on now, some news channel playing quietly in the background, but they weren't watching it. They were waiting for me. ​My father stood up as I reached the bottom step. He didn't look sick. He didn't look like a man who had "collapsed" ten minutes ago. He looked like a judge. ​"We aren't going to argue with you, Jac," my father said. He stood with his hands beh

Jac pov I sat at the edge of the bed, waiting for my dad to get done. He was in the bathroom, though I was unsure if he was bathing or doing something else. There were sound of running water in the bathroom. Soon, he arrived still dressed in his complete dress. He wiped his hands on the outside of his dress and walked to my side. “There’s nothing much to say. I don't want you bringing in a murderer to this house anymore. And I don't want my name getting dragged through the mud because of a girl like that.” “Dad, Jessie is not a murderer. She’s a sweet soul and...” My father held out his hands in the air at me, and my mouth shut. “I do not care about what you have to say. All I know is that you choose her and let go of us or choose us and let go of her,” As my pronoun his words, I rose with my hands clutching at my arse behind me. “Thank you father, but I'll go with love. Forgive me if this sounds like an insult to you,” I paused and my breathing was resounding in my ears.

Jac pov I got home to the hospital and went to ward three on the first floor then I entered and… My steps faltered and trepidation overwhelmed me the moment I saw new faces present in the room. A woman that shared the same face and stature as Jessie who was dressed in a short-sleeved sundress and sunglasses. Her hair was blonde. Then on the bed was Jessie. She was a little better than the past few minutes I saw her. Her sister was the first to notice my presence in the room. She smiled at me before announcing my presence. “Mummy, that is him,” she pointed in my direction. “Jessie’s boyfriend was the one who had taken Jessie to the hospital,” Her mother tore her gaze away from Jessie and fixed it on me with a condescending look. She turned back to stare at Jessie. “Jessie, how could you never listen to my advice? If you want to have a boyfriend, why would you go for someone like that thing standing there?” she pointed at me like I was a piece of shit. I became speechless and