To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, my mouth ajar and I was still in shock of what was just revealed to me as I stared at the woman in front of me.

“You can either let me in or you can stand there like a shameless goose while I swerve you aside and walk in.” She hissed as she tried to move past me but I stopped her.

There was no way this woman in front of me was Mason’s mother and that aside, there was no way that I’d let her in my house after what Mason had told me about her.

“Are you going to stop me from entering my son’s house?” She asked rudely and without saying a word I nodded affirmatively and it was now her turn to be surprised.

Snapping my fingers, the guard that was supposed to be in charge of the door came to the door immediately, he’d moved away at first because we both thought Mason was the one at the door.

“Get her out of he…” I was still talking when I felt a sting on my cheek, I opened my eyes to see the woman in front of me breathing heavily.

She’d just slapped me.

My blood boiled and I could feel the anger of a thousand people but I was not ready to raise my hand on an older woman.

“Let her go,” I said through gritted teeth to the guard who was trying to force the woman out but she was making it difficult due to her struggles.

“Look, I’m going to look over the fact that you just violently attacked me right now and I’m going to say something,” I started as I took a step closer to her.

“I know what happened between you and Mason and I know it’s not my place to say but I have to tell you that you’re a horrible mother,” I finished, I watched her eyes turn red in anger but I didn’t care.

“Now, if you want something to do with Mason, who you claim to be your son, you will have to go through a court and ask for his and his father’s forgiveness.” I said to her as my eyes stared at her disdainfully.

“You have no right to tell me what to do, you opportunistic whore that doesn’t know her place,” she spat at me, “I have no bone to pick with you but your whore mother who raised a harlot like you.” She added and I clenched my fist in anger.

“She married the father and you decided to go for the son,” what she said stung and I couldn’t pretend that I wasn’t hurt by it but I’m pretty much bulletproof by now from what I’ve had to face from the press.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’ll be back to see my son and I better not meet you here!” She yelled at me before turning to leave the house.

Hurt, I rushed back in the house to find my phone so that I could call Mason and explain what had just happened to him.

“What the hell? How on earth did she get to know that place?” I could tell that he was angry, especially since he was doing nothing to hide that fact.

“I don’t know, I have no idea. She said a lot of hurtful things to me but I’m fine.” I smiled as I traced my finger through the print on my cheeks.

My cheek was hot and so red that I had to place an ice park on it, “I’ll be home in the evening. I’m sorry you had to go through that.” Mason’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

“It’s fine, just be home soon.” I responded before hanging up to tend to my red cheek.

MASON’S POV

I was in a meeting when my phone rang and I’d wanted to ignore the call but it was Ava and there was no way I’d ignore her call.

I couldn’t believe that my mother would do something as stupid as coming to my house to threaten Ava. Rounding up the meeting, I booked the next first-class ticket home.

“I’d like to sue her for violent attack, harassment and I also want a restraining order on her. She shouldn’t be anywhere around me or Ava.” I said into the phone to my lawyer as I made my way to the airport.

“We’ll work towards it, Sir, don’t worry.” My lawyer assured me and I hung up immediately. I couldn’t wait to be home.

After five hours my plane landed and I tried to get through to Ava but her line was only ringing and there was no response from her. My fear skyrocketed and I was unable to think straight.

Running as fast as my legs could carry me, I flagged down an available taxi and soon we were home. Rushing, I pushed the door open and my heart only calmed when I saw Ava sleeping peacefully.

Smiling to myself, I made my way to her and kneeled in front of her. I had no intention of interrupting her sleep but her red cheek caught my attention. It was badly bruised.

“Ava, wake up. I’m home.” I said softly as I carefully tapped her and soon her eyes were open. She yawned like a little child and that made me giggle a little.

“You’re back.” She hugged me but I only really wanted to know who dared put hands on her like that.

“What happened? Who did this to you?” I asked as I pointed to her cheek and she only smiled. I recognized the smile because she only does that when trying to avoid a question.

“How was your trip? You must be so stressed.”

“Don’t even try to change the topic, Ava. Who did that to you?” I insisted and she sighed as she told me that it was my mother.

My fury sprang to life and I gritted my teeth, “I’m sorry,” I apologized as I pecked her.

“I’ve made necessary arrangements and I promise that that woman will never come near us again.” I assured her and she smiled as I kissed her.

“How was your trip?” She asked again.