Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 263

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 263 – The Bastard Monster Got Me.

Making my way back home through the field was a different kind of feeling for me. I have been calling this my home, but I would feel this weird fear in my heart whenever I would cross the tall gra*s*s that would make me feel like this could and would never be my home. It always felt like somebody was watching me.

“I will charge this thing and call Akin. I have to make sure he knows I am really sorry,” I said to myself while walking to the front of the house.

Now that I knew Lord Vasquez would never punish his sons for anything, I wasn’t too afraid of being seen with them. But that didn’t mean I was going to get romantically involved with them.

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I had only knocked once when the door opened, and Pamela welcomed me in with a smile on her lips.

“How are you?” she asked, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside in a hurry. “I am fi—ne,” I replied awkwardly, not getting why she was being so friendly with me.

“Oh my Gosh! I have been so worried for you,” she continued to ask, dragging me to the lounge and sitting me down.

“Your hands are so cold,” she said, rubbing my hands between her hands, and then rushing over to the kitchen to get me the tea she always makes for me.

“Eh-hum!” I cleared my throat, getting up from the couch when she appeared again and handed me the hot, brewing tea.

“Drink it. You will feel better, and then tell me, where have you been? You got us worried.” She made sure I took a few sips of the drink before I even spoke to her.

“I am so sorry for disappearing with no notice. I had been-wait- where is mom?” I asked as I looked around and didn’t find her coming out of the room to nag me for leaving her in the cab alone.

“Oh!” Pamela shook her head to make sure she heard me correctly. Your mom? I thought she was with you. You two left together, remember?” She smiled awkwardly, staring me in the eye and waiting for my response.

I’m not going to lie, she gave me a heart attack. For a moment, I didn’t even know what to say or how to react.

“She didn’t come back?” I finally broke the silence and asked her, but her reaction gave away the news already.

“She left for home last night,” I said, getting up from my spot and rushing to the bedroom to look for her stuff.

“What are you saying? If she had left, she would have been home already.” Pamela ran after me, and together we ran into the room to find it vacant.

“I am telling you she didn’t come home,” Pamela confirmed, wondering why I was looking around when she had told me mom hadn’t returned.