Chapter thirty three


    Oregon


    That morning, in the gym, I was running on the treadmill when I noticed someone moving behind


    me. I turned around quickly, and my eyes fell on Stephen. I sighed and said, "Don''t creep up on me


    like that!"


    Stephen chuckled and replied, "Did I scare you?" I rolled my eyes and focused on my workout.


    Stephen sat down and picked up the dumbbells, which he started lifting.


    "By the way, who is that new girl?" he asked, grunting as he lifted the dumbbell up and down.


    "New girl?" I asked. "Who are you talking about?"


    "I don''t know her, but she looks familiar. I saw her in your mother''s bedroom," he said.


    I quickly looked at him. "My mother''s bedroom?" I asked.


    His smile faltered as he noticed the look on my face. "Yes... I mean, no," he stammered, gulping


    hard. His shaking head betrayed his fear.


    "I can exin," he whispered.


    "Tell me, what were you doing in my mother''s room? Why would you go there? Why would you even


    go to her corridor in the first ce?" I asked, with all seriousness in my voice.


    Stephen sighed and dropped the dumbbells to the ground. "I actually went to ask her something."


    "Ask her something? What is that? When did you start talking to my mother!" I yelled, and the men


    turned to me.


    My wrathful expression sent a shiver through the gym, and one by one, the other patrons slunk


    away.


    "Just calm down, Oregon. There is nothing there. I went to ask her for something. That''s all," he


    answered, trying to keep his gentle tone.


    "Then, exin!" I barked, grabbing his shirt by the chest.


    "What is going on here?" I heard a familiar voice yell from behind.


    Stephen and I turned around to see my mother, Laura. She was ring hard at us, and her face


    had a frown on it.


    "Mother? What... What are you doing here?" I asked in surprise.


    "I heard from others how you were screaming at your Beta. Have you no shame? Why do you wish


    to spoil your reputation this way? In case you have forgotten, Stephen is your Beta. You should


    respect him and stop embarrassing him in public," she said, whispering.


    "It''s not your business, mother. You should go," I said and looked away.


    "What is going on, Stephen? Care to exin?" she asked, looking at him.


    I nced at Stephen and noticed he was quite nervous. He was rubbing his hand on his hair, and


    he said nothing. I scoffed, overwhelmed by his attitude.


    "What are you waiting for?" I gnarled at him. "Tell my mother what you said!"


    "What are you talking about, Oregon? Stephen, what is he saying?" Laura asked, feeling


    nonplussed.


    I snarled and threw away the towel which I used in cleaning my sweat before storming out of the


    gym. As I walked away, I could hear them whispering. If only they didn''t forget I had a knack for


    hearing things from far away.


    "What is Oregon talking about?" my mother asked.


    "Nothing. Just forget about it," he replied.


    "Speak!" she yelled.


    "He knows I came to your bedroomst night," Stephen answered reluctantly and sighed out.


    "What?..." Laura whispered.


    I walked away from the scene, briskly, as I didn''t feel like hearing anything more from them.


    On my way to the elevator, I met Isabe. She gave me a smile and waved at me, but I decided to


    ignore her. I couldn''t still get over what I had noticed between Stephen and my mother.


    "Do you hate me that much?" she asked, and I turned.


    "What?" I asked back, my head tilting a bit to the side.


    Isabe sighed and walked up to me. "You keep treating me like you don''t know me. Do you hate


    me?" she asked.


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    "I never said I did," I snapped.


    "Well, you are behaving like a hater," she smirked.


    "You keep saying gibberish. I should leave," I said and advanced to the elevator.


    "Someone has been trying to reach your mother," she said, waving the loud ringing phone in my


    face. "She really needs to pick up. Do you know where she is?"


    "Who cares?" I hissed angrily. "Go look for her yourself."


    "Did you see her?" Isabe asked, taking hold of my arm.


    I snatched my arm away, ring at her. "Don''t touch me," I said, my voice low and menacing. "It''s a


    warning."


    Before I could leave again, I heard her obnoxiousughter and gnarled, "What do you think you are


    doing? Are youughing at me? Have you no respect!" I yelled.


    Isabe smiled and trickled her fingers on my chest.


    "What the hell do you think you are doing?" I growled and pped her hand off.


    Isabe smirked and got on her tiptoes, her lips almost touching the tip of my left ear. "I''m certain


    you are dying to know," she whispered.


    "What?" I asked, turning slightly to her.


    She covered her mouth and chuckled while I stared at her, confused and anxious.


    "What are you talking about?" I said, strongly, suddenly grabbing her arm and clutching tightly onto


    it.


    Isabe looked unfazed, though. "About what transpired between Stephen and your mother."


    "What?" I said, my voice barely a whisper.


    "I saw everything…" she giggled.


    "What... What did you see?" I stuttered, my eye pupils shaking, and my hand, which was holding


    onto her arm, suddenly let it go.


    "I saw them, of course," she replied, still smiling.


    I swallowed hard and moved towards her. "Did you possibly hear anything they said?" I whispered.


    "Yes," she nodded. "I heard every single word."


    "What did they talk about?" I asked slowly, gulping heavily again.


    Isabe was about to reply when my mother''s phone rang so loud. I snarled at it and felt like


    crashing it to the ground.


    "Isabe? Is that my phone?" Laura asked from behind.


    Isabe wore a smile before turning to her. "Yes. Someone has been calling."


    I scoffed and decided to leave when Isabe touched my arm. "We shall talk moreter," she


    whispered and winked at me before running to meet Laura.