Chapter 336
336–The Love Confession.
Madeline:
“Mother, have a word,” Baxter snapped.
He jumped off the couch so abruptly that his mother turned her head toward him, but her anger quickly shifted to me as she glared straight into my eyes.
“Of course,” she replied, almost as if I had asked him to defend Yuvonne.
Baxter stepped away with his mother, likely to explain that while they had taken sleeping pills last night, a lot had still happened. So cut us some slack.
I turned to face Yuvonne.
“Hey,” I greeted her. “Good morning p>
The moment she noticed the smile on my face, her eyes widened.
“Last night Ron was in my room. Nothing happened, I swear. I just cuddled,” she rushed to explain.
That made me feel angry, but not at her.
“You don’t have to be sorry, Yuvonne. It’s your life. Not every victim reacts the same way. Nobody is allowed to tell you how to act. You are a victim. No matter how you act or what you say, nothing will change that. And nobody will judge you. Nobody has the right to judge you,” I reminded her in a stern tone.
I wanted her to understand that whatever Baxter’s mother, or his father might say would be nonsense.
A smile appeared on her face, and she gave me a small nod.
“Thank you so much,” she murmured.
“No, thank you, Yuvonne. What you did for us last night means more than you know. You saved us. If you hadn’t arrived, I don’t even want to imagine what would have happened,” I told her.
My eyes twitched as I remembered the incident, and she must have noticed because she quickly stepped closer and gently squeezed my arm.
“I can’t believe this. You’re telling me Graham and Elgin came here, had their men point guns at our heads, just to get close to your mate, who rejected them?” Baxter’s mother shouted as she rushed out of the room.
She argued loudly, insisting she couldn’t believe anything Baxter was telling her.
“Wait. Is that true?” Baxter’s father asked as he stepped outside.
“Yeah. It was pretty bad,” I replied to the old man, expecting him to be rude or tell me to be quiet.
Instead, he only shook his head.
“I can’t believe this. You think you know someone,” he muttered.
As soon as he said that, his wife stepped between us.
her trying to defend Graham
intention was, it only made me stare at her in distelet
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other, do ven see these words on my face? Do you think Madeline did this? Baxter finally snapped showing her cleat proot
His father immediately stepped forward to touch his wounds and check on him.
There was a deep sadness on his face, as if he felt pain just from seeing his son like that, while his mother seemed to be in denial.
She forced a wide smile.
“There’s no way. Graham cares about you. He’s been helping me with the pack matters. He even took the files,” she insisted.
As she kept talking, her voice slowed when realization began to sink in.
“He took the files from you? Well, Mother, let me tell you something. He took over the pack,” Baxter stated.
It seemed that even Graham had not known until that moment, and he quickly put everything together. Lord Jonah slapped his forehead and sat down, looking defeated, while Lady Eugenia smiled again.
“No, he’ll give us our pack back, right?” she asked, sounding hysterical.
Baxter turned toward me and gestured for me to leave with Yuvonne and continue our daily routine instead of standing there listening to his mother. He knew what would happen next, and it had already begun.
“This all happened because of her. If you hadn’t left your pack for her, none of this would have happened,” his mother complained.
By then, I had already stepped into the kitchen with Yuvonne.
“Do you like Ron?” I asked her, trying to focus on something positive. So much negativity surrounded me, and it left me feeling unsettled.
“Would it be too bad if I say I do?” she whispered softly.
“Why would it be bad? Liking someone isn’t a bad thing, and I can tell he likes you too,” I replied with a smile.
There was a trace of sadness on her face that I could not fully understand.
“It’s just that I wanted to marry Baxter for so long that I’m scared. What if I tell Ron I like him and he becomes cautious, wondering how I could fall out of love with Baxter so quickly?” she explained carefully, weighing every word.
“He told you he likes you?” I asked with my eyes wide open.
She took a moment and smiled to herself before she nodded, lowering her head.
“He did p>
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.