Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 119

119–Baxter Wanted To Be The Father Of My Children

Madeline:

“I’m just saying that if they knew their parents hated me so much, they shouldn’t have slept with me and definitely should have used protection,” I muttered.

“Don’t say no one offered you safety,” however, Baxter seemed to be sticking to his point.

“This is the truth. None of you wanted children, and now that you are all adults, you want one. That is what makes me uncomfortable. Besides, five years is a long time for someone to grow out of loving anyone, even if they said everything for a purpose. It worked. They carved the love out of me,” I said, anxiously rubbing my palms and blinking hard so I would not picture that night or get emotional.

“Well, it is not like you were not making up stories just to be with them too. You even lied that you were not pregnant,” he explained.

I shut him down again.

“I said that because none of them wanted me. None of you wanted me.”

The moment I corrected myself and included him, I saw him click his tongue confidently.

“That is not what you said to me that night.”

As soon as he said it, my expression must have changed because he raised both eyebrows, as if waiting for me to defend myself.

“I told you so. From what I remember, I went to all of you that night and told you I was pregnant. Then, one by one, the three of you told me you did not want me. So I am not sure what you are talking about,” I stated firmly. I remembered that night clearly.

It did not feel like years had passed, because I had relived it so many times that it felt recent.

Baxter uncrossed his leg and leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, looking straight into my eyes.

“No. That is not true. You told me specifically that you did not want me to be the baby’s father,” he insisted.

He repeated something I had no memory of ever saying, and I began to wonder why he was lying so boldly.

“No, I told you I was pregnant and you said you did not want the baby,” I started, ready to defend myself.

He scowled at me.

“And here you are making up lies about me. Is that because the other two had excuses and you had nothing? Nothing to fall back on? You were just being a jerk, saying nonsense that night,” I muttered, finally calling him out for all his lies and behavior.

But the way he confidently chuckled and shook his head sarcastically stunned me.

Maybe in these years he had built a new story for himself, one where he was the innocent one.

“I am trying to understand, Madeline. Do you truly not remember? Or are you pretending?” he asked. The confidence in his tone gave me goosebumps.

“I do not remember what? I remember that night clearly. I remember you told me you knew someone who could help me get rid of the baby,” I said, watching his face change color. He was finally exposed.

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119 Baxter Wanted To Be The Father of My Children

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“That was a lie,” he claimed.

“Sure. And you have no proof to show it was a lie,” I grunted. “Besides, I am not here for this. I came to talk about what Graham has been saying.”

I managed to calm myself, but he was still the same Baxter, the one who never stopped arguing until he won.

But now I was different. I would not let him win again.

“Madeline, you told me that you did not want me, so stop including me in the list of the men who wronged you that night.”

This time he snapped hard, and I was stunned. He looked so confident that I had to ask.

“When did I ever say that to you?” My voice came out harsh because I was exhausted.

With a calm and steady tone, he grunted and added,

“When I texted you. I texted you, and you responded, saying…” He trailed off when I began to raise my finger.

“You texted me? When? What did you say?” I questioned.

A strange feeling rose inside me. The air grew thick with tension as the conversation shifted.

This information was new to me, and it made me uncomfortable.

“That day when you left. That day when you told us you were pregnant and then lied that you weren’t. After you left, I waited two or three hours and then texted you. I told you I wanted to be the father of your children, but you told me that you would rather abort the baby than be the mother of my child.“‘

This time he did not stop. He explained everything in a stern, calm voice, as if he remembered that night clearly

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