GoodNovelChapter 302 KASMINE.
I was exhausted. Mentally, emotionally, physically...
Everything felt dull and heavy. My thoughts were too jagged to fit neatly in my head.
I didn't even have the strength to be angry anymore. And Kester wasn't making it any easy forto stay angry. Because what the hell did he buy all these for? I had only asked for something to eat. Just something simple, anything, But instead, I walked downstairs to a goddamn mall dumped in the living room. The dining table must be groaning under the weight of food, tech, shopping bags, boxes wrapped in ribbons, and a ridiculous lavender package I didn't even want to know the price of He'd gone feral in the nof "getting something forto eat." He was a mix of sweetness and bitterness. He was both safe and dangerous. He was a blend of warmth and wrath. He was honey on a blade. He was sweet and lethal. He was... Oh, my God.
He was a complex man... So complex that I found myself making up excuses for all his wrongdoings June toldabout. I shouldn't forgive him. But here I was, standing in the middle of a fantasy he created just for me... and trying not to cry.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBecause deep down, I knew what this was.
It was Kester's version of love.
Wild. Obsessive. Unhinged.
And real, in a way that terrified me.
But this wasn't right. What was wrong was wrong. There shouldn't be excuses, let alonemaking them up for him.
"Why, baby?" he asked cautiously as if approaching a wounded animal. "How?" He stepped closer, searching my eyes with that impossible softness he reserved only for me. "Talk to me, please. Is it something I did? I felt the knot in my chest tighten, a fresh wave of frustration crashing against my ribs.
He was the problem. And still-somehow-he made himself sound like the victim.
Had he actually forgotten what the problem was? He had forgotten that all wasn't well? "Aren't you proud oftonight?" he asked, his voice almost childlike now, like a boy desperate for approval. He cupped my face gently in his hands, the pads of his thumbs brushing just beneath my eyes.
I stopped when you askedto," he whispered. "I didn't kill her anymore, I promise. Is this about her?" He let out a nervous scoff and shook his head, "She's fine. I left her alone the moment you said to." God, no.
"You saw that, right? I did that for you. I'd do anything for you, my love. Anything." 1/2 Chapter 302 His voice cracked on that last word, the kind of crack that sounded like it had a thousand jagged edges.
And the worst part? ile meant it. Every, Single, Word, I could see something raw and exposed in his face as if he didn't understand why I wasn't crumbling into his arms or that he couldn't comprehend why his endless offerings weren't enough to stch the pieces back together.
Because, in his mind, he hadn't done anything wrong.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Kester..." My voice cracked, "Please. Make things easy for me." I stared at him, at those maddeningly tender eyes that didn't know how to be wrong. "Allowto get mad at you. Allowto feel rage. Allowto hurt when you hurt me." I said weakly, fighting back the tears that settled in my eyes, "You can't just... Hurtand fix it immediately, as if nothing happened. I feel suffocated, Kes.. My life is a mess right now." His expression faltered. His shoulders dropped a little, almost as if my words knocked the air right out of him.
"Look? If this is about the baby, I am sorry for taking you unawares. I swear. But I had to, baby. I sincerely needed you by my side. You keepsane. You keepalive. I..." He swallowed hard. "I can't breathe without you." And for a second, he looked like he might break in half.
But I couldn't let his brokenness swallowanymore.
"Did you ever think for once what this would do toif my mate turned out to be someone else? Did you ever stop to think that I'don't want to spend the rest of my life with you?" I asked, and finally, the anger I had been trying to summon was now bubbling from within.
His smile was heartbreaking. Delirious.
"Yes, butterscotch," he said as if I'd just asked him whether he remembered to lock the door. "I did. I thought about all that."
Then he took another slow step towardas if he wasn't closem enough His voice becso gentle that it felt like he was explaining something to a frightened child. Chapter Comments Visitor POST COMMENT
that is a start at least he sees it is wrong a bit although he still plays victim and justify himself. Leyad am glad she is standing up for herself and telling him it is wrong. He put her.
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