Taken By My Stepfather Novel Nate And Jenny Novels & Stories

Truly happy. And that realization made something inside me twist painfully. After my father died, she hadn’t been the same. She had shut down in her own way, just like I had. Quiet. Distant. Existing, but not really living. And now… this man had brought her back. The man I once imagined. And now… He was going to be my stepfather. “When is the wedding?” I asked, forcing a small smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “Soon,” she replied easily. “Later this month. Not weeks away.”

So even though Jane cried and begged, she had no choice. Two weeks later, she was sent to Canada to continue her studies . Who knew that a few months after she traveled to Canada for her studies, Stephanie’s mother would pass away, causing Stephanie’s father to take her to live in the countryside. What Margret didn’t know was that although everyone had told Nathan that day when he became conscious that the person who saved him was a bodyguard from the Robinson family, Nathan knew it was all a lie, the the person who save him was a little girl, before he passed out , he remembered seeing a small beautiful girl with a dark hazel eyes jumping in after him without fear.

Our eyes still locked in at each other’s. “Hey, enter the car. I will get Jenna to drop you off.” He left, shutting the door behind me. I sat down in the car, still trying to memorize what just happened between Nick and I—my stepbrother. Then, I brought out my phone and texted, It didn’t take me an hour to find a guy better than you. We are done. “Yes, we are done,” I murmured to myself. On the other hand, Nick dragged Amike to the back of a car and started kissing her. Then, he opened the door.

The next morning, I woke up bright and early, only to discover that Candace was already gone. I headed out to meet with my dad, who had come to the city on business and insisted on looking around my university. On the way there, I called Nathan. "Nathan, my dad and stepmother are going to be here soon. Where are you?" My stepmother was a snob and elitist who often mocked me for playing out of my league. She thought that Nathan was too good for me. Half a year ago, Nathan happened to overhear her sarcastic comments and vowed over the phone that he would marry me immediately after we graduated.

Stephanie studied his face more carefully. He smiled. "It's me... Nat." She frowned slightly. "Nat...?" He nodded. "We grew up together at Mrs. Martha's orphanage." Her eyes slowly widened. "You...?" "I was adopted when we were about twelve." Stephanie gasped. "Nathan?" He smiled broadly. "You finally remembered." "Oh my goodness!" Without thinking, Stephanie stepped forward and wrapped him in a warm hug. "I can't believe it's really you!" Nat hugged her back happily. "It's been so many years."

I didn't trust my voice, so I said goodnight and ended the call, then sat there with the phone against my chest like a teenager. The door opened without a knock. “There she is,” Nathaniel said, strolling in with a coffee in each hand. Behind him came Mom, then Dad, then Damian, as though they'd coordinated it. “We were passing. Mostly passing.” “You were passing? At the same time, guys?” “Adventurous passing.” Nate set a cup in front of me and studied my face. “You're flushed.” “I'm warm.” “Warm? Or is there something you're not telling us?”

Nate walked up the stairs and through the hallway before stopping in front of his father's study. He took in a deep breath already dreading what he'll meet on the other side of the door. He knocked lightly and suddenly wished he could high tail out of the house without ever having to return but that was impossible and would probably never happen for him. He heard the low 'come in' of his father before he gently opened the door and stepped into the study. He could feel the whole place tense up, more chiller than the rest of the house, all the gaze of everyone in the room rested on him.

She pressed on. Granny West stood up, her eyes filled with hope in me. "You have enough time to thoroughly think about the decision that suits you." With that last statement, she walked out of the room. I was still staring at the entrance for over one hour as her words kept ringing in my head. Does she know me from somewhere? Why does she trust me enough to handle the banking and finance industry owned by one of the wealthiest families in Singapore? How fast the night changed, but the question now is, what if she finds out that this child she wants to take advantage of is her grandson’s step-brother? Will she kill me when that day comes?

She immediately frowned, "Why do you suddenly think so?" Jenny's gaze landed on the person in the intensive care unit. As if she thought of Zachary, she added, "Seeing him like that, I will also think that the world is unpredictable. No one knows what will happen. Besides, my father is an unscrupulous person. I cannot let him stay alone in Capital City." This was true. However, although Zachary did not express his thoughts, Natalie knew that he did not send Jenny here to play. He was worried that she was not safe there, so he entrusted her to them.

He threw his napkin on the table and shook his head in disappointment and utter disbelief at his mother, standing up and heading upstairs to check on his little sister. "I just want to let you know you're not toxic, Mrs King. You have been like the best mother to me and I adore you." Jenny said and Mrs King looked at her then sipped her wine, after setting it down she dug into her food and continued enjoying her meal which baffles the maids standing by. Mrs King and Jenny continued their meal and afterwards they sat in the living room, Jenny was waiting for the breaking news. The moment Nathaniel and Rachel walked downstairs carrying just a box of clothes and sanitary for Rachel, that was th