69: Chapter 69 – Mara’s obsessive love disorder

Chapter 69 – Mara’s obsessive love disorder

Martin's hand on the steering wheel tightened since he had connected the call to his dashboard before answering it. 2

Lacking the words to explain without getting caught, he smiled a little before responding,

"Sabrina, it was nothing important, just a baseless argument I had with him about his reason for paying for our food. No matter how I accused him, he denied making a mistake."

Sabrina was displeased. She expected to hear something tangible. If it was just about the food, then Martin should not have swapped seats with Zayla, knowing how her presence nauseated Sabrina. 

"Oh, I thought it was something important. Please let me know when you get home."

"Sure, I will." 

Martin released a breath he did not know he was holding when the call ended. Sensing the disappointment in Sabrina's voice, he was saddened but was also grateful for escaping her many questions and being caught.

Sabrina relayed everything Martin said to Devin and Matilda. Devin believed what Martin said but Matilda didn't.

When Martin reached home, he merely informed Sabrina when his phone rang. It was Mara and his heart thumped a little that she had woken up. 

He refused to answer, going to his room to change into his pajamas and disheveling his hair before going to her room.

"Mara, why are you awake?" He asked with concern. If Mara had sleepless nights, it affected her mood. 

She slept on a huge orthopedic bed with other things to support her paralysis. She could move her upper body but her waist to her legs was paralyzed.

Her bed was a special one that supported her disadvantages, helping her movements. Thus, though she was paralyzed, she lived quite normally. 

She worked a lot on her laptop and had everything at her disposal in her gigantic room.

"Where did you go, Martin?"

Mara's tone was sore. She wanted her brother to herself. It was some kind of obsessive love disorder no one knew about. 

When they were young, it started as erotomania, where she felt that Martin loved no one else but her. 

Growing up and seeing Martin's longing for the young Sabrina, Mara was no longer a case of erotomania but rather obsessive love disorder. 

She could not stand Martin giving anyone else attention but her.

"I've been in my room sleeping. Your call woke me," Martin lied. 

It was the only way to appease Mara and keep Sabrina safe but Mara did not believe him.

"You are lying to me Martin and it's because of her."

Martin swallowed tightly, wondering if Mara had someone following him but then again, she knew no one. Or, was there anything about what happened tonight on the news, Martin highly doubted it.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How are you feeling? Do you want me to change your position?"

He sat on a chair beside her and looked at her worriedly. 

His sister was the biggest trouble in his life but he loved her still. If he found ways to put her mind at peace, they could both be happy.

"No. Just lay down beside me," Mara said with a smile.

"Okay," Martin smiled back and lay beside her. Most times, they would lay on the bed like this, watching TV or discussing random stuff so Martin felt that Mara had missed him a lot to request for something like this. Never did he expect what was coming. 

"Come closer, Martin, you are too far away," Mara complained. 

Martin shifted closer and she held his hand. They both lay on their back, gazing at the giant chandelier above them. 

"So, tell me where you went. I can feel your heartbeat. It's too fast for a person who just woke from sleep," Mara observed and spoke, Martin's hand instinctively tightened around hers.

It was not strange that Mara was very sensitive. She studied her brother's temperature every time he was with her and she always took note of his appearance every day.

She would spot any abnormality. Martin's lips pressed together and he thought about a good excuse. 

"Because I got panicked when I saw your call."

His gaze remained on the chandelier above, so Mara would not see his facial expression but there was more coming.

"But that perfume. You only use it on special occasions."

Martin's heart rate escalated even more. It was the time he run from the garage to his room and changed up very quickly that she caught the change in his heartbeat but what about the perfume? Martin was not afraid of Mara because he knew she could not hurt him.

He was only afraid because of Sabrina. Mara had still not gotten over the fact that Sabrina survived the fire when she woke up from her comatose state and realized she was paralyzed. 

She tried to finish what she started but Devin was already looking for her so she had to lie low.

When she got the chance to strike years again later, Sabrina had gotten married to Robin and was under his protection. 

Mara feared Robin more than anyone on Earth. The fact that the man had no love in his heart meant that he could hurt anyone badly if he wanted to.

Therefore, she tried other means to get Sabrina away from him, which did not work until recently. Now that Mara has gotten the chance to strike again, her brother's hope in having Sabrina returned and she sensed a big problem.

"I can still use it at any time I want," Martin said seriously. He did not know what was going through his sister's mind but when she responded with an 

"Okay,"

He thought that things were fine and she would leave the matter to rest but the next moment, she asked again, 

"So, when are you going to give her the next agreement?"

Martin frowned deeply. Going by Mara's plans, Sabrina would hate him if she finds out but if he refused, then Sabrina might get hurt because Mara, would attack again.

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