Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 742

Chapter 742: 742-The Child And The Tenth Floor.

Author’s POV:

Life had become a little hectic for them. She was not used to living without several warriors and servants at her service. However, her husband was so good at creating a new world and academy that she had high hopes for.

"Norman, go and fucking play outside," she screamed at Norman. She had once seen him try to run around to cheer up Kaye, who had been crying for the past ten minutes.

"And, ugh, tell the nanny to take him away as well. He’s so fucking annoying, always screaming and crying like a little bitch," she screamed in Kaye’s face, who suddenly went silent.

"Why the fuck are you shouting at our babies?" Lord McQuoid came out of the bedroom after taking a shower in the bathroom. He had heard that Darcy was once again screaming at Kaye.

"I just look at his face and I want to slap him. Why the fuck is he always crying? Why is he so weak?" she screamed. "We are supposed to have strong babies. We are two powerful people tied in a knot of marriage and fated bond."

She was screaming non-stop, saying all the hurtful things in front of her children. Even though the kids were still very little, they could still understand what she was saying about him.

"You wanted the children as if they were just toys that you would turn off and put to the side when you don’t want them. That is not how it works," he hissed at her, glaring her down while she rolled her eyes and painted her nails.

They were sitting in the living room at this point. She would barely go into her bedroom because she hated how empty it looked.

"Well, it is easy for you to say. You get to go out and stand by the beautiful view just to watch the workers do all the hard work renovating the hostel and the academy while I am stuck here with these crying ass faces," she hissed.

All four of them had gone completely silent. None of them were playing anymore, as they were afraid their mother would lose her temperament.

"Darcy, you have a nanny to take care of the babies. You don’t do anything at home. You don’t cook. You don’t take care of our babies. I have to walk all the way back just to cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner for them. What do you do the whole day? You just sit and complain, and then you have the nerve to even traumatize my children?" As Lord McQuoid yelled, Norman started to push the other brothers out of the living room so they wouldn’t hear them screaming.

"So what? It’s only one nanny. I want four. There are four of them, for heaven’s sake," she screamed back.

"Four that you wanted. Four that—" he shut up when he noticed Norman turning his head around to look at them.

"Listen, Darcy, I cannot afford anything right now. This nanny, I’m affording it after cutting down my own expenses. I have to travel by foot. I have to do double shifts just to pay the warriors who are helping me with the renovation. And you think I’m just standing there doing nothing? I am helping the warriors renovate," Lord McQuoid screamed back at her, tears forming in his eyes as he noticed she did not give a fuck.

"You’re anyway leaving right now. Take the kids with you."

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