Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 2

Livia:

“You’ve been so busy lately,” my mother remarked as she entered my room and handed me a bowl of fruit.

“Yeah. It’s just–I have a lot to deal with right now,” I uttered, avoiding the truth about what was really going on.

Two people had been brought from the werewolf land to the top of the mountains, and I still didn’t understand why.

Then there was President Sawyer.

He still hadn’t woken up.

The guards and mayors from different towns kept pressuring me.

They all wanted him back.

Strangely enough, none of them wanted Nina to know they were demanding his return.

Nina, however, was a completely different story.

She seemed far too happy for someone whose husband was lying in a coma.

“Livia, I’m so happy for you and everything you’ve achieved, but don’t you think it’s time to focus on your personal life too?” my mother asked with a warm smile.

I knew exactly what she meant, but I still pretended not to understand.

“I am focusing on it. I’m becoming the head researcher. I’m taking over the position of the president’s previous wife. That’s a huge responsibility,” I replied, continuing to type on my computer.

“No, Livia,” she said softly, sitting beside me on the bed and reaching for my hand. “I mean you should find a boyfriend.”

“I–I’m not sure I’m ready for that yet,” I murmured, giving her hand a small squeeze.

Still, something strange has been happening to me lately.

Daniel had pointed it out before.

Ever since we found that man on the mountaintop nearly three weeks ago, I had been completely focused on him.

I’d kept the news hidden from the media and everyone else.

Even Nina had no idea.

He was being treated in my private lab by best doctors.

Thankfully, the general and mayors avoided informing Nina of everything despite being the president’s wife, which made it easier to keep everything secret.

But Daniel kept teasing me about the way I looked at the stranger whenever I visited him.

I didn’t think I stared that much.

I mean, yes, he was ridiculously handsome.

Sometimes I caught myself watching him while he slept, studying the calm look on his face.

But that was all.

“Is everything okay?” my mother asked, snapping her fingers in front of my face when she noticed I’d drifted off again.

“Yeah. Yeah,” I replied, scratching the back of my neck. “One of my patients is in a coma, and I really want him to wake up.”

The moment I admitted it out loud, I felt my heart skip a beat.

How would I feel when he finally woke up?

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