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My Psycho Stepson and me

Lesly was just your typical kind of sadistic high school gym teacher, having her idyllic life disturbed when she was taken away by this strange butler, who informed her about her being the true heiress of a fallen family.  That wasn't all; he was asking her to sign the papers to marry a husband whom she had never met before. Normally, she would have run away and reported them to the police—if it weren't for them threatening her with the (for her) most important hostage. On her first day in the villa of her new husband, she barged in on her stepson, intertwined with a brunette girl, not stopping to do the deed just because of her presence. Clearly a psycho. Next was the husband, who enticed her with money if she stayed for a year, slept in his bed, and played his wife.  Lesly decided to go through with it for the good ol' money - however, after being introduced properly to her psycho stepson with ravishingly handsome looks, she had a feeling that things in this house would develop in a dangerous direction. And she should be proven right. First Volume: 'The Burning Man' is finished! I am going on hiatus with this because it was a hell of a ride for me as well. I think the big unveiling is done now, and I hope I answered most of the questions. I have a few ideas in mind for the second volume, but I wanted to write something new. The author is unpredictable, so maybe I take it on tomorrow again, but right now, I don't know. Thanks for all your support! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*

Chay007 · 都市
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134 Chs

42. Warning

I had to suppress the urge to turn around and see if they reacted like this because of someone behind me. But no, when Thomas introduced me, the old couple still had not snapped out of it, their horrified eyes still on me.

What the hell.

Seeing that they hadn't reacted, Thomas repeated himself, not fazed of the behavior they displayed,

"This is Lesly Lennister, my wife."

I nodded at them, 

"Nice to meet you." And saw the old man quicker recovering that his wife,

"Welcome to the family." He said curtly before turning away. It didn't appear like he wanted to have a conversation with me or even look at me once more.

My mother-in-law repeated her husband's words, but still did not stop looking at me now and then, as if she had seen a ghost. Both of them welcomed Jude oddly as well, with his grandfather just patting his shoulder and his grandmother looking at him in pity.