Chapter 279
279 –Another Victim
Baxter:
It was as if Madeline knew I wanted to go. I had promised Yuvonne once that I would take good care of her.
That was when Madeline was not back. That was right after Yuvonne had taken care of me.
I could not look away from her when she needed help, especially because she had helped me a lot.
Back when I was alone, Yuvonne would sneak out. There was so much that happened, and she stood with me through all of it.
With that being said, when I heard what happened to her, I felt my whole world crumble.
It was as if another woman had suffered because she relied on me, and I turned out to be someone who was not very competent.
I could tell that Madeline knew I wanted to go.
So for her to come out and make the decision for me, she also let my mother know that I was not the one making the choice and betraying Madeline. 3
Instead, it seemed as if she made the decision, and that was why I was going.
“Well then, there is a car parked outside. If you want to go, I can take you there right now, ” my mother suggested.
I turned to look at Madeline again.
“I will do it once I am sure Madeline and the children are safe,” I said, realizing this place was not safe for them.
Even when this cabin had been the best of all the places we had stayed at until now, I was still not okay with leaving her here.
“Can I speak with you for a moment?” Madeline asked me softly as she gently touched my shoulder.
I used to think Madeline was intelligent and that I would be happy with her.
But the way she reacted in this situation, I realized she was more than intelligent and comforting.
She was very understanding.
I gave my mother a small gesture as I walked away with Madeline to the kitchen.
“Listen, I know you are worried, but this place is where I feel more safe for now. Until you return, you need to go and speak and warn yourself. It will not take you much longer anyway. It is early morning. You will be back by the night, I am guessing. We can stay here till that part. Otherwise, if we go out looking for a place now, it will be too difficult,” Madeline told me, speaking very softly and in a tone that suggested she was not upset with me.
She was just worried for everyone’s sake.
“And Baxter, it is going to rain again. The rain has only stopped for a few minutes. This place seems like the only place feeling like home for now,” she added.
I stretched my neck back and then began to shake my head.
“ No, I am not taking a risk.” As soon as I said that, I heard a knock on the wide open kitchen door. It was my mother.
1/2
270 Another Victim
+25 Bonus
“She can stay at the motel. Remember that motel? I can pay double the price they ask for, for just one night, ” my mother insisted.
I was not okay with it either, but then Madeline gently touched my forearm.
“I think that will be okay, right?” she told me. “Come on, Baxter, you are making it seem like Madeline is paralyzed and she cannot do anything for her children. ” As soon as she said that, I stared at my mother, who cleared her throat and then smiled at Madeline.
“ I am sure she is intelligent enough to take care of things, and I will have my warriors outside for the day.” She spoke sweetly to Madeline now that she had seen that I did not like it.
And then it was decided.
We woke up the kids, and I did not want to waste the breakfast.
I noticed how many things Madeline had prepared, and it made my heart melt even more.
We had a rough night where we talked about things that turned out in a way that, instead of cuddling, we slept in different spots, and I was guilty for losing that night.
After we were done with breakfast and the kids were taken, we sat in one car together, while my mother was in a separate car.
We drove back to the motel, and I said goodbye to my children and Madeline.
As they walked out of the car and headed toward the motel room, I kept staring at her through the window of my
car.
My mother got out of her car and came straight to sit with me.
Once she shut the door, I was pulled out of my thoughts, and I turned to her,
“What do you think will happen when I see Yuvonne? Do you think she will feel better?” I asked her.
I was not being dragged. I wanted to help her, but I wanted to know how I could be helpful.
“Show support to her, Baxter. In situations like this, women feel like they will never be accepted.” My mother’s words made me clench my fist secretly.
It was going to be a very hard day. I knew that much.
Ruby Walker
Ruby Walker is a rising voice in the world of romance and spicy fiction. With a gift for weaving deep emotions, sizzling chemistry, and unexpected twists, her stories are a blend of passion and drama that captivate readers from start to finish. Ruby’s writing style is bold and irresistible—perfect for those who crave intense, addictive love stories.