Falling In Love with My Stepbrother

Callum had mixed feelings. He was shocked as if he had a headache and some that had pity.

However, I only opened my eyes, oblivious to what torture would bring me. Still, I remained silent. I didn't want to speak.

As expected, Callum didn't force me to retort back at him.

Right afterward, Callum chuckled and let go of my chin.

"The conditions in the army are tough. You must be selective about what you eat, so it's natural to lose weight," he remarked.

I swallowed the bitterness in my throat. Hazel helped me up only after Callum gave his permission.

Callum brought me back to the Holden Mansion this time because his mother pleaded with him and also because tomorrow was her birthday.

However, according to the servants in the mansion, there was another reason. That was that Callum would be married soon to someone.

As for who he would be married to, Callum had a childhood sweetheart named Fiona Gordon.

Even though Callum didn't know, three years ago, I was designed to make a fool of myself at a banquet.

It was the conspiracy of Fiona and my younger sister, Celeste.

I heard that during my three years away, Callum and Fiona became very close and they were about to get married.

"Miss, once the general gets married, he definitely won't drive you away again," Hazel said.

Upon listening to Hazel, I couldn't help but smile full of bitterness.

Did he think I would still have feelings for Callum and make me watch him get married? These three years, I've wished for death every day. I've been afraid for so long.

Callum sent two more female servants to me, asking them to serve attentively.

They waited for me to take a bath and tried to help me undress, but I pulled back like someone had poked me with a needle. During my three years in the army, I often dreamed that someone forcibly undressed me.

What scared me a lot was that after I woke up, I would be slapped by the realization that it wasn't a dream at all, but it happened for real.

With a sigh, I asked them all to leave. I did not have an illness that prevented me from moving freely.

"I'll do it myself," I insisted.

I asked Hazel to step back, worried that she might see the ugly scars winding across my body.