106–Spewing Poison
Nina:
“Have a sweet nap,” I whispered as I tucked in the kids.
Finally, I was free and I could go outside to be with Sawyer, the absolute love of my life.
Still, I had to admit I’d been quite upset lately.
Sawyer was becoming more and more distant.
He always told me he wasn’t the jealous type, so when I told him that we should take a step forward in our relationship because I couldn’t stay his mistress forever, his response was cold.
He said I was free to find a husband.
He said it with little to no emotion, but afterward, we had sex, so I wondered if it was just his playful way of teasing me.
And now, here I was, hastily putting his kids to sleep so I could go be with him.
But when I walked out, I stumbled into a rather distasteful scene.
Sawyer was holding Madeline by her arms, pulling her so close there was no space left between them.
He stared into her eyes, and it looked like he was the one who had initiated this intimate moment.
“Tell me,” he insisted, though his gaze lingered more on her lips than on her eyes.
“It’s nothing. Let me go. I need to check on the kids and get ready for lunch. Remember, we’ve been invited by Alpha Ron.”
Madeline’s tone carried no affection toward him. In fact, I knew the truth about their relationship, the deal she’d made.
She didn’t let him touch her. They were intimate here and there, but she would always push him away afterward.
I couldn’t understand why a man like him tolerated her tantrums.
Maybe because she was popular now. But back then, she wasn’t.
She was just his maid, the maid he respected, married, and helped in every possible way, while I remained his mistress.
“Ahem. The kids have fallen asleep, though. They’re taking a nap. They were tired from playing in the playground,” I said, coughing deliberately to interrupt them and ruin their moment.
In my head, I told myself I was helping Madeline.
I could tell she didn’t like being held by him. Why would she? He had a mistress.
Shouldn’t she have pushed him away more forcefully?
What was wrong with her?
Why did she have such low self–esteem?
Sawyer finally let go of her, but the way he did it, shaking her slightly, made it clear he was upset that she hadn’t
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answered his question.
“I’ll go get ready,” Madeline said, hastily walking past me to the bedroom.
The bedroom.
She was still occupying his bedroom while I stayed in the guest room, the ‘side room,‘ as they called it. It was a constant reminder that I was just the side chick.
“Come with me to the office.”
The moment Sawyer asked me to follow him, my hope flickered back to life.
Maybe he’d finally realized it was better to be with me than with that arrogant woman.
I smiled and adjusted my top, tugging it down slightly to reveal more of my neckline for his eyes.
Then I walked after him to the second floor, to Madeline’s office.
But the moment we stepped inside and I wrapped my arms around him, Sawyer untangled my hands swiftly enough to leave me stunned.
“Don’t immediately start anything until I tell you to,” he hissed, turning to face me.
Then he gently pressed a finger to my shoulder, pushing me away from him.
It was disrespectful but it was Sawyer. What could I do?
“Tell me every little detail of what happened while I wasn’t here. Most probably, if there’s a woman involved,” he said sternly, his hands in his pockets.
I straightened my posture and began explaining how I’d joined Madeline in the suite, about the kids‘ illness, and how she had been working with different alphas.
Then I realized something, I didn’t need to make it sound casual. I could, but maybe I shouldn’t.
“And then there was this moment when I realized that they were actually pretty close friends,” I added.
As soon as I said that, I saw Sawyer adjust his shoulders. “All of them,” I continued, and noticed him frowning.
“Keep going,” he urged when he saw me slowing down.
“There was this girl and I think I know who you’re talking about. It’s her half sister,” I stated.
He looked at me in shock and confusion.
I went on, explaining that her sister had been the one to cause a lot of damage to Madeline.
But before he could feel any sympathy for her, I made sure to strike him with another truth.
“And then the alphas came over after dinner, and they had a huge argument. Madeline sent me to the room so she could talk to them alone,” I said, trying to sound casual while pretending I was just informing him.
“So that’s her sister?” he asked, nodding to himself as he paced and rubbed his chin, clearly deep in thought.
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