In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Read In Love With My Evil Stepbrother Chapter 65 - Runaway Natalia’s POV | open my mouth, but no words cout of it except a shaky s*b.

He seems to realize something. The next second, his anxious voice comes out of the speaker again, “Nat whatever you heard, don’t make any rush decisions! Please cback toand letexplain! Just-please, please don’t go.” He is begging me. I've never heard of him begging to anyone before.

But he deserves this.

| take in a deep breath as tears blur my vision. Then | ask him between gritted teeth, “...is it true?” He growls lowly, “God what have you heard! | can explain everything,” “Just f**king answer my question!” Thall -cry and half-scream. “Just do this for...just stop lying tofor this one time!! Is it...is it true?” He lapses into silence. | hold the phone and press it tightly against my ear. | can hear his restrained and shallow breathing on the other side of the phone, and it makes my heart tremble.

| can’t help but hope that he would deny it. And everything is just a bad dream. So that | can still go back to him and we can still be happily ever after.

But then, | hear him say in a low voice, “...yes.” | let out a desperate cry as tears pour down my cheek.

“But | can explain! I've regretted it a long I hung up the phone before he can finish and toss it aside. Despair and agony fill, my heart. | didn’t know a heartbreak can be this painful. I've never experienced this before, not even with Zack.

I guess it’s the first t| ever loved someone this deeply. But now, my so called “true love” just turned in to a bl***dy betrayal.

“Hey,” Jenna places her hand on my shoulder. “I know there’s nothing I can say right now that will make you feel better. But you are strong, and you will move pass this. You just need a little time.” | bury my face into my palms crying and nod. At least now | have her by my side.

Nearly an hour later, we arrive at the airport. Jenna takesto the counter and buys us the next flight to Miami, which departures 2 hours later.

Then we check in, pass security check and arrive at the waiting lounge. The entire process feels like a dream to me. Did | really just break up with Eason? Am | really going back to Miami? | feel like that | am sleep walking.

“Here,” Jenna handsa bottle of water and sits down beside me. “Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?” | shake my head. | don’t think I'll ever have the appetite to eat anything ever again.

“I think maybe | should call my mom...or my dad. | must let him know that I'm coming home,” | murmur.

“Yeah. But didn’t your dad have a new girlfriend or something?” F++xk. | totally forgot. Dad is dating someone right now and he probably doesn’t wanthome. Well then, | just bechomeless, AGAIN.

“Don’t worry. You can stay withif your hgets crowded. But still, you should call him.” | nod and take out my phone. There’re 36 missing calls and tons of unread messages. All from Eason.

| don’t want to read them. But the next second, two new messages pops up on my screen: (Eason: I'm sorry.] (Eason: Please don't leave me.] Tears threaten to fall again. If he is sorry, why didn’t he say anything sooner? Is he really sorry? Or is this another sch just to trickback? | can’t tell anymore.

“Oh f**k,” Jenna suddenly curses.

| look up but she presses my head down and puts her baseball hat on my heard.

“Keep your head down,” she hisses. “I think | saw Eason’s bodyguards just now.” What? My whole-body tenses up immediately.

He is here already?! How is that even possible! | let my hair down to cover my face. | don’t dare looking up but from a peripheral look | can see men in black suits approaching us quickly. They are searching the crowd. One of them even comes to the check-in counter, | bet he is asking the staff if we are on the passenger list.

“Oh god this is even worse than | expected,” Jenna groans. “He won't give up. We have to go.” She dragsup and starts heading toward the opposite direction. We quickly blend into the crowd so no one notices us.

| take a look at my phone. 30 minutes left before departure.

“What do we do?” | try to keep up with her. “Should we hide in the bathroom for now?” “No,” she shakes her head decisively.” They will wait at the gate. We can’t go back anymore.” “So...

“We'll get out of the airport and take the shuttle to the nearest city. Then take the flight again.” ...What? | suddenly feel so exhausted. Right now, all | want to do is to lay down in bed and cry the hell out of it. My head hurts so much and my legs are heavy. There's no way | can manage that long journey.

“Jenna...” | stop and meet her surprised gaze,” maybe you should just go. I—I’'m so tired. | don’t think he will do anything toanyway,” “What?!” she cries out furiously. “How can you still be so f**king stupid?! That lunatic lockedup and basically forcedto sign the agreement! He will f**king do the sto you! Plus | signed the nondisclosure but I still chose to tell you everything. Are you going to run back to him after everything I've done? Then you, are just weak and pathetic, and you probably deserve to be treated like this!” | burst into fresh tears again. My god she is right. | even loathe myself right now. | guess everything I've been through today really took a shake on my spirit.

Jenna presses her lips and looks atworried. Under her gaze, | quickly wipe the corner of my eyes and say to her,” Just slapif | ever want to back down again.” Smile appears on her face again, “There is my girl.” We rush out of the terminal and hail a cab to the shuttle station. That hundreds dollars flight ticket just went to drain but | guess that’s the price | have to pay to get away from Eason.

Before we get into the cab, Jenna suddenly stops me, “Wait. Take out the SIM card from your phone.” | don’t understand why but | do as she says. She throws the little card on the ground and stomps hard on it a few times.

“Why do you think he can get here so quickly?” she opens the door forand whispers. “I'm not saying that he can definitely track your phone...but let's just stay on the safe side.” | shut the door and tell the driver our destination. As the car slowly drive away from the terminal, | suddenly catch a glimpse of a familiar figure.

It’s him.

He just got out of his black Maserati and met with his bodyguards. | still remember the car. It's the exact car that he drove to savefrom Zack. He was such a knight back then.

But then my knight betrayed me.

| lean closer to the window and stare at him, trying to remember every detail of his face. | see him talking to his bodyguards, rushing into the building and disappearing from my sight.

He has no idea that the girl he is looking for is sitting in a car behind him and driving away.

I love him. But | also can’t forgive him....Bye, Eason.

ork Eason’s POV “What the F##K did you say??” | roar to my bodyguard. People passing by are turning their heads and givingstrange looks, but | don’t give a f**k.

The 7-feet-tall man shivers in front me. He gulps and after a few seconds he finally answers in a low and humble voice, “It's true sir...Miss Moore and her friend never boarded that flight.” “Then search the f**king airport! They are still here!” “We doubt it sir. We searched the entire airport already, so we couldn't have missed them. So the only explanation is that they were here before but they are gone now.” The air is suddenly getting thin around me, makinghard to breathe. | close my eyes and ask myself to calm down. But the thought of losing her is drivingcrazy.

| tracked her phone. She was there before without doubt. But now her location isn’t moving anymore and her phone is turned off.

Did she see me? Is it why she left? Her heartlessness is tearing my heart apart. Nat has a gentle soul. But she can be very cruel to people who betrayed her.

| can blno one else but myself.

“I don’t care,” | murmur.” Search the airport. Search every goddamn transportation station. Turn the city over if you need to. | have to find her...I have to.” If she leaves, she will never cback again. This will be like three years ago, but way worse. | can’t afford to lose her again.

| clench my fist and turn around to leave. The bodyguard follows closely behind me.

“Sir, Mr. Ramirez is asking questions. | think he has noticed the-unusual activity.” “Make something up! I'll explain to him later.” He takes a long stride and blocks my way. From his face, | can tell that he is in fear. But he still looks down and says, “I'm afraid | can’t Sir. He askedto bring you home.” | narrow my eyes dangerously at him,” Careful. Always remember who you work for.” A short silence.

“I work for the Ramirez family Sir,” he replies.

And the head of the Ramirez family is still my dad. Not me.

Rage, despair, powerlessness, sadness...a thousand emotions are building inside of me. | want to throw a punch at him but | know | can’t. It'll make things even more difficult.

“Fine. Taketo my father then,” | say coldly walking pass him. “And after that, you are fired.” I've always wanted to confess my relationship with Natalia to my father. | wanted to choose the perfect occasion and do it right. But | guess | don’t get to choose now.