Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 322

Madeline:

He looked at me, then glanced up at the ceiling.

"Can you think about any emotional event that you have been through recently?" he questioned, waiting for my response.

While he was speaking, I began to steal glances at him. I guessed he noticed because he frowned and tried to move into my line of sight.

"What is it?" he pressed.

"Well, I have been through stress lately," I mumbled, watching him narrow his eyes in concern. Then I added, "Especially when you came home all tired and exhausted after dethroning," I mumbled, turning my face to the side.

"You really care that much about me?" he asked in a soft, gentle tone, causing me to look him in the eye.

I did not understand why it was so hard for him to believe it.

Probably because of what he knew or what he had seen, something I had no part in.

It was confusing, but I could understand why he was a little skeptical.

"Yes," I responded softly.

"Well, if it helps," he commented, rubbing the back of his neck, "let me tell you this. It was actually pretty painful," he uttered, making me tilt my head and keep looking at him.

"Really? It was?" I asked him, watching Baxter nod his head and turn his face to the other side.

"Tell me more," I insisted.

"Well, it was humiliation that struck me the most. When I passed out, they dragged me out. And trust me, somehow, I was aware of that part. But all that time, there was only one thing that bothered me. What will happen to you when I am not able to defend you with the crown that I used to have before?" he whispered.

As soon as he turned to me, his frown softened, almost as if he saw something he had been looking forward to.

He stepped closer and gently touched under my eye, picking up the tear I had shed, only thinking about him going through so much.

As soon as that happened, I realized what he was trying to do. He was trying to help me with the case.

He rubbed the tear onto Hailey’s eyelids and then stepped back.

"There you go," he whispered the moment Hailey yawned and started to wake up.

"Daddy?" she instantly called for Elgin as she woke up.

Baxter started to step away to tell Elgin that his daughter had woken up, while I stood next to Hailey.

"What am I doing here?" she asked me, looking confused.

"Your father brought you here," I replied, watching Elgin rush inside with Graham beside him.

Elgin ended up sitting on the couch, hugging Hailey, whereas Graham, as always, was being very sneaky.

"And definitely my wife, who is pregnant with triplets, all sons," Graham announced.

I did not know what he was thinking, because it made no sense that he suddenly brought it up, as if we were friends with him.

"Congratulations. Then you should go," As expected of Baxter, we were trying to get rid of him as soon as possible.

"Well, we will come back if there are more cases of sickness," Graham added.

Elgin, on the other hand, carried his daughter to take her back home.

"Don’t. I told you it was just luck. I don’t have the cure," I reminded him, making it clear not to come back seeking help again.

I knew it was wrong, but I needed to discuss a few things with Baxter before I helped any other child.

Of course, the children were innocent. They did not deserve hatred from us.

But just because we helped them did not mean we could not ask for something in return. That was what I was planning.

Both Elgin and Graham looked at me for a few seconds before they finally decided to leave.

Baxter was the one who accompanied them to the door, only so that the moment they stepped out, he could lock the door behind them.

“Thank y—,” as Graham had only turned around to speak one last time with Baxter, the door was slammed shut on his face by Baxter.