Chapter 223
223 – I Will Be A Man Enough For Her
Baxter:
Madeline was speaking softly to the children. She explained to them that she had married me instead.
I stood in the corner, letting her interact with the children without interfering.
That was when my phone began to ring. I stepped back and checked the screen.
It was Karla, Yuvonne’s mother.
“I will take this call and come back to you, okay?” I told Madeline, who gave me a nod.
I walked out of the room after the excuse and answered the call.
“What is it, Karla?” I replied in a bitter mood.
As I stepped past the main hall, I began to hear the noises from inside.
The guests were eating as if nothing serious had happened.
I could hear plates clattering, people laughing, and some of them even complimenting the food, although I knew that Ron and his grandmother were gone.
I had seen the resentment on Ron’s face.
I could tell he had really wanted the wedding to continue, but if he had stayed, his grandmother would have been left without support.
And since I knew Lord Eldon was bitter toward her and always found her a nuisance because, as a woman, she did not follow his rules, Ron had probably felt worried for her.
As for the rest of the guests, they did not seem bothered at all.
“If you are done taking care of the woman who has too many people to take care of her, you can at least come and look at Yuvonne,” Karla remarked bitterly from the other side.
I realized someone had passed out. I had honestly forgotten about Yuvonne.
The moment I accepted Madeline, it was as if my mind stopped remembering anything else.
“First of all, do not refer to my wife like that. Second, too many people cared for her? Are you kidding me? Did you not hear the way people spoke to her?” I argued, even though I knew she would not take it seriously.
“Anyway, we are outside and Yuvonne is out of her mind. At least come have a word with her,” she added, her tone changed.
I scoffed and began to head out to the lot. I saw the car parked with the door open and Yuvonne sitting in the backseat.
Her eyes were wide, and her hair clung to her face.
She looked completely out of control. The moment she saw me, she stumbled out and rushed toward me, wailing loudly.
“Why did you do that? Why did you betray me?” she cried as she grabbed my coat, her hands shaking badly. “I was the one who was there for you when you needed someone. She was not p>
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She let out a cry and tried to shake me, but it was not easy for her to move me at all.
I stayed still. My hand remained in my pocket. I watched her without reacting.
There was nothing else to say to her.
She kept pulling on my coat, trying to cling to me and asking for answers.
“Take her home. She is in no state to stay here,” I told Karla, noticing how Yuvonne’s father was pacing aggressively nearby.
It was not as if I had ignored him. After he told everyone he suspected that Madeline was not even his daughter, I felt disgusted with him.
It made sense why Madeline did not want anything to do with her father and her stepmother. He was not even her father at this point.
“She does not need to rest. She needs you,” Karla replied in a harsh tone. 1
“She has you all. You can take care of her. My wife is in the room alone. I will be preparing for her departure to the woods. Do not expect anything from me right now,” I replied sharply, trying to make them understand that I had a far greater responsibility than taking care of Yuvonne, who already had a parent.
Karla stared at me as if she had not heard me correctly.
Yuvonne cried harder, reaching for my coat again, but I stepped back.
Her hands slipped away from me and she fell into her mother’s arms.
I turned around and walked back inside.
When I entered the room, Madeline sat on the bed with the children curled beside her.
Bodhi was half–asleep, Gina had her cheek pressed on Madeline’s arm, and Elara’s eyes were drooping.
They looked exhausted, like the entire day had drained them.
Madeline lifted her head and watched me with worry in her eyes.
“What now?” she asked quietly.
“It is fine. We will stay in a motel for tonight. I will find a place for us to sleep. Then we will plan everything from tomorrow,” I replied.
I remembered the distance between us all these years.
A part of me refused to let her think that way about me tonight.
“By the way, do not worry, I will make everything right,” I told her, stepping closer so she could see that I meant every word.
At that moment, she looked at me as if she wanted to believe me.
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