Tasting
Chapter 349

349–The Handcrafted Bassinet

Nora:

“Are you going to be honest now or are you still going to lie?” I was beyond annoyed with what I had seen on the screen. No wonder Brody hadn’t made his usual creepy comments, and neither had I been shot with wolfsbane. The fact that the brothers had arrived despite Brody telling them I didn’t want to see them surprised me. And Lord Atwood too. Didn‘ t they all want me gone?

“They came without announcing their arrival.” Rollo continued to give me the same excuse over and over again as I was asked to leave the arena on foot. He stayed with me while I made my way back to the mansion.

I didn’t even slow down because I didn’t want to meet the brothers.

“There’s no way you weren’t informed of their arrival. If not before, at least you would have known when they sat in the crowd. Do you think I‘ m a fool or what? Alpha King brothers are coming over, and no one greeted them?” I hissed at him while continuing to walk. He didn’t even put me in a cage when making me return to the mansion.

I sat in the car like a normal person with Rollo tonight, and I could tell why. “Listen, I had no idea. I was busy myself. It was Alpha Brody who must have found out,” he said, quickly coming after me.

We had been going to the mountains together and fighting hard to capture monsters. Hence, we had become frenemies. “Nora! I didn’t do anything. I was as shocked as you were when their faces appeared on the screen,” he stopped in front of me, blocking my way into my room.

I gave him a harsh glare and warned him to step aside. “I don’t want to talk about this now. It’s done already, and they are here. I wonder why I wasn’t drugged instantly,” I scoffed and shook my head in disbelief.

“Besides, I need to get inside and shower.” I gestured for him to move aside, and after silently staring at me for a while, he stepped aside. I slammed the door open, and the moment I was inside, I halted in my steps. My brain took a full minute to process what I was seeing.

“What are these?” I asked Rollo as I turned around to him.

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“I told you I had been busy. This is what I was doing. I handcrafted four bassinet,” he said as he came inside and showed me the beautifully made

bassinet.

“You crafted these?” I was in shock. My hand rested on the first one, noticing the initials of my children engraved on it.

“Yeah, I was just trying to test my skills. After I was done, I didn’t feel like throwing them away, so I thought you might use them,” he said, too proud to admit he had worked on these for me.

It was actually going to be very helpful. I could now sleep without fearing my sons would fall off the bed. It had been some time since I had lain down on the bed myself because I didn’t want to take up space on that single bed.

“Well, you were very right. I could use these.” As tears made their way down my cheeks, I quickly looked away.

“Whoa, you can cry?” he joked, and I rolled my eyes, almost elbowing him in the chest when Brody arrived.

He stopped as if he had caught us doing something. With a frown of judgment on his forehead, he cleared his throat, signaling that he wanted to be left alone with me.

Rollo got the hint and left the room.

“I know you’re angry that I didn’t tell you about the arrival of your stepbrothers and stepfather–” The audacity of him to still refer to them like that, even after he had been the one to strip me of that title, revealed his true nature.

“They are nothing to me,” I hissed at him.

“Then why are you so angry?” he shrugged, making my blood boil in my veins.

“They showed up at the last minute and joined the arena. But it’s not like anything would have changed if they had arrived earlier and I had informed you. The fight was fixed, and we had sold tickets; the crowd had arrived too,” Brody said. I didn’t even know if Brody cared about his wife Janet at this point. He had been avoiding everyone and just basking in the popularity way too much.

“What are you here for?” After I realized there was no use in arguing with him, I asked him in a stern tone.

After a brief pause, he replied, “I want you to– not tell them what you’ve been through here.”