All Chapters of Living Under My Evil Stepbrother's Rule: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Juliana—Sinimangutan ko siya.Instead of answering him, nanatili na lang ako na walang imik para ipakitang pwede na siyang magsalita.“First, Honey and I…”Umasim ang itsura ko, at mukhang napansin niya iyon kaya agad siyang tumigil.Couldn’t he just call her by her full name? Hindi naman pala niya girlfriend, kaya bakit niya tatawagin sa palayaw nito? It would seem like he was calling her by an endearment or something!Honeylyn! Iyon ang dapat na itawag niya!He cleared his throat.“First, Honeylyn and I didn’t meet each other. Well, not privately or like what you were thinking,” aniya, inulit nang buo ang pangalan ng kanyang kaibigan tila ba nabasa ang nasa isipan ko.But wait… anong hindi nagkita nang sadya?Sinungaling! Eh sabi masaya raw siya at hindi makapaghintay na magkita sila ulit ah!I wanted to voice it out, pero dahil hinayaan niya akong magsalita kanina kaya ibibigay ko na rin ang pagkakataon na ito sa kanya. Even though I really, really wanted to interrupt him and jus

Juliana—Para akong nakalutang nang kumilos na para maglakad papunta sa kinaroroonan niya.I could hear the coordinator radioing to gather the people around para makapagsimula na sa huling rehearsal. But my mind seemed blank as I kept nearing him.Wala akong ibang maisip kung ‘di siya na seryosong nakatayo roon sa may dulo at ang mga salitang narinig ko mula sa mga nagbubulungang babae kanina.Sayang naman.Sayang naman.Sayang naman.The words kept echoing inside my head.Why was I so bothered by it? Bakit, tulad ng sinabi nila, may parte rin sa akin na nanghihinayang?Sayang naman.Bakit sayang?I wanted to be his… sister. I wanted him to accept me. Kaya bakit ako nanghihinayang na bukas, magiging ganap na magkapatid na kami?Sayang naman.Ilang beses akong lumunok, pero tila may nakabara pa rin sa aking lalamunan.Sayang naman.Napahawak ako sa aking dibdib nang maramdaman ang literal na pagkirot doon.Ano bang nangyayari sa akin? Nothing is wasteful about it! I was lucky that eve

Juliana—I thought before that the evil Raegan was the worst of all. Iyon ang pinakamalala at wala nang makakatalo pa ro’n.He was evil and cruel, trying to terrorize me the first time we met and within just a week of living in the same house.Masama ang ugali. Masama kung makatingin. Masama rin ang lumalabas sa kanyang bibig.Akala ko iyon ang pinakamalala sa lahat—dahil kahit anong gawin ko, hindi ko siya maaabot. Bago pa man kasi magawa iyon, nakaamba na agad siya para lumayo.But I was so wrong. Because what’s worse than an evil Raegan was… the cold one.If he was evil, that meant he was angry. But if he was cold, that meant he was indifferent.At hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero sa mga oras na ‘yon, mas gugustuhin ko na lang na magalit siya kaysa sa wala siyang pakialam.Hindi na kasi siya nakaamba.He simply doesn’t care—to the point that he doesn’t even exert any effort to distance himself.It was true that I was scared if he went back to his old self. Pero hindi ko alam na mas

Juliana—“Move closer,” sambit ng photographer. “Sige, kaunti pa…”Sinunod ko iyon at mas lalong lumapit. Ngunit ang katabi ko ay tila estatwang nanatili lang sa kanyang kinatatayuan.My eyes traveled from the photographer, to the distance between us, and then to him. Kami na kasi ni Kuya Raegan ang kukunan ngayon.Nasa labas na ng mansyon ang iba dahil doon naman ang pictorial ng entourage kasama sina Mommy at Tito Garry. We would also join them later, kaya kailangan na naming magmadali. Ngunit hindi matuloy-tuloy ang pag-click ng camera ng photographer sa harap dahil hindi siya satisfied sa kinalabasan ng mga naunang pictures.Iilan na lang kaming narito sa may sala. Ang ibang natira kasi na hindi naman kasama sa pictorial ay naghahanda na dahil ilang oras na lang, magsisimula na ang kasal. But still, I couldn’t stop my cheeks from heating up as embarrassment crept up on me, knowing that the photographer was already getting frustrated with us.“Closer pa!” sigaw nito, siguro ay hin

Juliana—I was still wearing my straight-cut evening gown with its thin straps, kaya nang lumabas akong muli, agad akong nilamig. Maybe it was because of the cold water from the pool, that’s why it felt colder here.Madilim ang kabuuan ng pool sa gabi. At ngayon, ang daan lang papunta ro’n ang may ilaw. Ngunit ang mismong ilaw sa pool area ay nakapatay.Kahit gano’n, sa gitna ng dilim, tanaw ko pa rin ang pigura niyang nakatayo malapit sa gilid nito.I’m sure it was him.My heart started racing.Nakayuko siya, tinitingnan ang tubig habang nakapamulsa. He seemed to be deep in thought because he didn’t notice that I was already standing beside him.“Kuya…” tawag ko.With the faint light coming from the entrance, I saw his forehead crease. Nakatingin pa rin siya sa tubig bago bumuntong-hininga. Ipinikit niya sandali ang kanyang mga mata.“Kuya…” ulit ko, mas malakas kaysa kanina.It was too quiet here. Halos walang galaw ang tubig, at wala ring kahit anong ingay mula sa bahaging ito ng