Chapter 242
242 – Leaving Everything For Him
Yuvonne:
“Do you think that will be a good idea?” I asked Lady Eugenia, holding the phone in my shaking hands, a small bag slung over my shoulder.
I had found out through Lord Eldon that Baxter and my stupid ass Madeline were staying at this motel.
So I took a bus to the end of the border and then had to walk all the way to the motel because I needed to give Baxter the perfect impression that I had left everything behind for him. 1
“Just do as I’m telling you,” Lady Eugenia responded on the other end of the call.
I did not know how much her plan was going to work because it basically meant that I would get tortured.
She wanted me to stay in the rogue community with him and ruin his relationship with Madeline because that would be the only time I could do it. 1
If I was not close to them, my sister would just win his heart.
I needed to stop calling her my sister.
I grunted to myself and reminded myself that she was not my sister and that she definitely did not deserve the respect of being called one.
“Now cut the call, and remember, whatever he says, do not lose your mind. Just play the perfect role,” his mother instructed.
I nodded my head.
I was not sure what kind of master plan this was, but she said that if this did not work, there was another plan.
She also told me that the other plan was quite nasty and that it would be painful, too.
She warned me to make this plan work, or else I would be in a lot of pain with the next one. 1
I did not understand what that meant, but here I was, standing at the counter and asking for Baxter and Madeline’s room number.
It was pretty late at night, so I knew they must have had their dinner and would be asleep by now, if rogue people even had dinners.
I was not sure where rogue people ate.
The lady at the counter guided me to the room. I walked out into the cold air and then stood in front of the door.
My fist kept clenching as I wondered what would happen next.
With a lot of confidence and a lot of fake tears in my eyes, I knocked on the door.
I heard the cheers of children from inside, and that confused me. I thought they would be crying, but I guess not.
Of course, why would they be crying? Their mother had stolen someone else’s man.
Footsteps approached the door, and I quickly prepared myself to cry some more.
The moment the door opened, I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth to cry.
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Then I noticed it was Madeline, and my expression went still.
I knew I must have looked bored, and even she could see that I had been about to cry but had stopped.
“Yuvonne?” she said my name bitterly, full of hatred.
“Where is Baxter?” I asked.
I forced myself to cry again and pushed past her, rushing into the room.
And what did I see? There was only one bed, which Baxter was occupying with the children, playing games with them like a father would.
There was also one couch with two pillows pushed together and a blanket.
Ideas started forming in my head, so many that my brain began to hurt. 1
I avoided all of that and rushed straight toward Baxter, who had just gotten up from the bed.
The moment he was on his feet, I crashed into his chest.
Silence followed. I was the only one crying, sniffling, and wailing.
“I’ve missed you so much,” I continued.
I was not sure what they were thinking, but there was a long pause before Baxter grabbed my elbows.
It only lasted for a second, and I thought he was going to pull me closer. Instead, he pushed me back.
“What are you doing?” he demanded, then corrected himself. “I mean, what are you doing here p>
His voice was stern.
I looked over at the children, and my mood soured instantly.
I knew one was not supposed to be nasty toward children, but there I was, directing my thoughts at them anyway.
Then I turned to look at Madeline, who had walked over to stand next to Baxter.
“ I left everything behind for you p>
The moment I said those words, I watched Madeline’s face turn pale,
Of course, I was right. That bitch was planning to steal my man forever.
But it was Baxter’s eyes widening that upset me the most. I began to wonder what that look meant.
Was he impressed? Was he upset? What was he thinking as he stared at me like that?
“What?” he asked me. “Have you lost your mind? We’re talking about the mountains. We’re going rogue. We’re not going on a picnic.” 1
He had already started scolding me, and I convinced myself it was because he was worried about how I would
survive in the woods.
So I decided to ease him a little.
“It’s okay. I don’t want luxuries. I don’t want anything. I just want to be with you p>
As soon as I said that, I tried to lean into his chest again, but he pulled back, his hands raised to gesture for me to
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step away.
I did not know why, but I had never felt so rejected before. It hurt me, and it hurt my soul.
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