Chapter 264
264 –A Moment Of Peace
Madeline:
I fell asleep after our session, and when I woke up, dinner was already ready. Actually, it was my children who woke me up.
“Mommy, come outside. We are having dinner,” Elara remarked, holding my finger and dragging me out, with Bodhi and Gina following after us.
I stepped outside and noticed it was already dark. I must have slept for hours.
“ What smells so good?” I asked in confusion, noticing how they had found a pot and a pan from somewhere, and were cooking the most delicious fried rice.
“Actually, it’s all Nala’s creativity,” Baxter explained, pointing at Nala, who held the pan and cooked the fried
rice.
My kids had found big banana leaves, and we were all going to be served on those leaves.
“Thank you so much, Nala, for taking care of basically my home when I was asleep,” I told her, giving her a smile.
“You don’t have to thank me. You guys did a lot for me, ” she replied.
She had such a gentle and sweet voice. She looked genuinely timid and kind–hearted.
There was a cheery smile on her face, and it angered me more toward the men who had briefly taken away her spark.
“Here,” she remarked, serving the kids first, then me, and finally Baxter and herself.
“So we will continue building the house in the morning, and since there are two of you, it will be a lot easier for us to take care of things,” Baxter explained.
It was odd, because I knew Baxter, and he did not trust people quickly. He was usually skeptical, but with Nala, he seemed very comfortable, and that was sweet.
I did not know why, but usually in such conditions, when a beautiful woman comes to stay with you and your husband suddenly respects her a lot or gets along well with her, you feel some sort of jealousy.
Even in this situation, when she was a victim, I was supposed to feel a little uncomfortable watching the two laugh, but I did not. I felt completely fine.
She did not raise my alarm bells.
“Yeah, I can also play with the kids, which I have never done before, but I’m ready to do it,” Nala commented, making us laugh, when Elara growled at her.
“And she cheats a lot,” Elara complained, pointing at Nala, who did not seem to take offense. Even when the kids snapped at her, she just laughed it off.
“And I think you guys chose the perfect place for building a home,” she remarked, and I noticed Baxter giving me a look, raising his eyebrow at me, as if calling me out for not believing him in the first place.
“That is because someone stole our home from us,” I replied.
As soon as I said that, she turned to look at me. We continued talking and eating the fried rice, and honestly, I did not want it to end. It tasted so good.
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However, it was as if her senses worked because she suddenly stopped smiling and turned all the way to the back.
Baxter and I shared a glance and then followed her gaze, looking at the man standing in the distance.
Baxter immediately put the food down and got to his feet attentively.
“That’s alright,” Nala responded softly, showing him her hand to calm him down.
The man noticed us and then started to stride toward us. He was a tall, rugged man, not as tall as Baxter, who was over six feet five, but he could give anyone good competition if it was not Baxter.
He was also very buff. His body was heavy with muscle, and his long black hair was tied in the back in a messy bun.
“Nala,” he uttered when he arrived, saying her name, immediately letting us and her know that he knew her.” Who are you?” Baxter questioned, letting the man know she was not alone, because her attitude shifted entirely when she looked at him.
“I know this woman. Her name is Nala. Tell them, Nala,” he stated sternly.
Nala turned to us and nodded.
“I know him,” she replied. There was a strange secrecy between them.
“Your father has been really worried for you. Your mother has not eaten ever since you left. And you are over here, having a great time with strangers,” the man remarked harshly.
He did not seem to care that she was uncomfortable with him making her responsible for her parents‘ despair in front of the people he called strangers.
“ I was upset with Daddy p>
That word, Daddy, did not seem like it came from someone who had lived her life in the rogue community.
She seemed too dainty to me to have lived a life of a rogue.
“Well then, your father asked me to come and fetch you. It is time to go home,” the man told her, his hands tied behind his back.
He did not step too close or raise his voice above a certain level.
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