Chapter 96
96 –Meet My Husband
Madeline:
Ron had done an amazing job getting me and my kids the most beautiful mansion.
It wasn’t enormous, just one main floor, with the second floor holding only a large living room, my office, and a
terrace.
The view outside was breathtaking, overlooking the mountains.
The guest house stood right next to mine. I knew the three alphas were staying there, along with Kaylee, Lord Eldon, and his wife.
It didn’t matter.
Two days had passed, and I hadn’t seen any of them. I had requested some alone time.
But today, there was a meetup in the royal garden, the garden shared by the guest house, the royal mansion, and my own.
It was a meeting with the council members where I would receive my residency ID card.
“Okay, kids, listen. When I’m out there, you’re not going to bother Nina, okay p>
I sat down with the three of them, gently running my hand through Bodhi’s hair.
Being back and getting an ID card, it was a complicated feeling.
It took me back to the time when I thought I had finally escaped the cruel world of werewolves.
“Mommy,” Elara murmured.
I nodded at her.
“I know you’re upset because you didn’t want to stay here, ” she continued. Before I could respond, she added softly, “But we like it here p>
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I shifted, adjusting myself to face all three as they sat together on the couch.
“She’s right, Mommy. Even I like it here,” Bodhi said, agreeing with Elara.
“What about you, Gina? Don’t you miss your friends, your school, your life back there?” I asked, swallowing hard.
I noticed the way Gina lowered her head, and I wondered what they were truly thinking.
Then Bodhi said something that froze me completely.
“Mommy, we know how he treated you.
My spine stiffened. I swallowed so hard I could hear it.
Then Elara spoke again.
“Daddy used to hit you. We knew it. We saw it all. We never liked Daddy p>
My eyes widened so much I thought they would fall from their sockets.
“What?” I asked, trying to steady my breath, but it didn’t work.
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“Aren’t you happy that we’re here? Nobody hits you here p>
Hearing those words from my children made my eyes fill with tears.
I hadn’t expected them to say that.
Flashback:
“Come on! Everyone, get away from here! This isn’t a spot for you to be begging outside p>
A guard rushed over, gesturing for me and the others to move away from the entrance of the large building.
“Oh, I’m not a beggar. I’m actually here for a job vacancy, ” I spoke, surprising even myself.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had heard my own voice.
It had been a month since I came to human land. And although no one tortured me here, I was lonely.
I was pregnant, carrying a baby inside me. The first month had been hard.
I had met a kind old lady who helped me with food for a few days, but then I found out she was moving away.
I had worked for her for a month, cleaning the porch outside her home.
Once she left, I was left with nothing again.
I needed a place to stay and a job. I had heard about a wealthy man looking for someone to clean his condo, and I had plenty of cleaning experience.
That’s what I had done all my life. My stepmother had made me clean houses, almost everyone’s house in the neighborhood.
So I knew that would work well. I knew how to take care of things and keep them organized.
“You? I don’t know if they’ll allow someone with such filthy clothes inside,” the guard remarked, eyeing me with clear judgment.
I glanced around awkwardly at the people standing nearby.
They were laughing at me.
There were other girls who had come for the job too, and even though it was a maid’s position, they were all dressed nicely and looked well–groomed.
Some even had acrylic nails.
And then there was me, I hadn’t had a proper haircut, hair care, or skin care in a month.
Some of my nails were chipped too.
“Fine, just go inside. Get rejected soon so the others can go in,” the guard said, waving me forward.
I hurried inside, breathing deeply as I reached the office of the gentleman.
He was on a call. The moment I stepped in, my breath caught in my throat.
His voice was deep and velvety, but something about him felt dark.
“Sure, I don’t care. You can cry all you want. I told you I’m done with you. Don’t call me again,” he said coldly
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before hanging up.
He turned in his chair and raised an eyebrow when he saw me.
He looked like a man in his mid twenties, sharp jawline, light beard, black hair with streaks of grey, even though he was too young for that.
His eyes glimmered when they met mine.
“I’m here my name is Madeline. I’m here for the maid job,” I said, barely able to force the words out.
A smirk played across his lips.
“Madeline, I’m Sawyer. Sawyer DiCaprio. ”
End of flashback.
“Mummy, what happened?” A small, cold hand pressed against my wrist, jolting me awake.
Sometimes the touch of that man haunted me even in my dreams.
“Oh, nothing. You got it all wrong. He didn’t beat me. You know, oh my God, this is so embarrassing,” I laughed awkwardly. “It’s just- some things are like that. Mummy and Daddy, they touch each other, and it’s not always a bad touch, okay? You’re too young to know about it p>
I felt so awkward trying to explain to them what they might have seen.
Thankfully, Nina arrived, and the kids got distracted with her.
I left the kids with Nina and walked out to the garden, where everyone was already seated, waiting for my arrival.
As soon as I sat down, I noticed their attention shift from me to someone behind me.
I frowned and turned around. The moment I saw who they were looking at, my heart froze in my chest.
“Sawyer?” I gasped, watching him stride forward with a proud look on his face, adjusting his coat as he headed straight toward me.
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