Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 467

Kaylee:

I have been restless. Something does not feel right. I have this feeling that Graham was cooking something again.

How can I trust him after so many times he promised he would not go after her? Yet he was found chasing Madeline.

And now he is clearly working with her. Or maybe it is not even work.

“Kaylee, go to bed,” Lord Eldon urged, watching me pace around the living room. “He will be here soon. You cannot wander around the mansion whenever he goes to work. He is an alpha. You know alphas get busy. There will be days and nights when you will not even hear from him while he is at the border. Then what? Will you not sleep?”

“It is not that,” I grumbled, rubbing my arms. “That time I will know he is at war. Now I know he is with Madeline.”

“Do you not trust your husband at all?” Lord Eldon questioned, giving me a sympathetic look. “He told you he will focus on work. Besides, I do not think Madeline will let him near her. Has she not rejected their advances too many times?”

“You never know when someone changes their stance,” I muttered, resting my hands on my waist. “And I do not trust Madeline. Sometimes I wonder if she secretly gives them wrong signals so they keep chasing her.”

A car pulled up outside, and I knew he had arrived.

“Look, your husband is back home,” Lord Eldon advised as I hurried toward the main gate. “Do not argue with him. He must have had a hard day. Try to be understanding.” he paused, giving me a look of warning.

“Kelly, do not do that,” he called after me. “Go back to your room. He will come to you. Do not worry.”

I dragged my hands down my face, lowered my head, and walked back to my room. But I was going to ask him questions. I was going to make him tell me if Madeline tried to get his attention today.

I heard him come inside and exchange a few words with his father before the bedroom door opened and he strode in. His jaw was tight, and he did not look at me at first.

“Why are you awake again?” he complained, walking toward the bed and bending down to kiss my head.

As he leaned over me, I noticed something on his pants. A stain, right at the crotch.

“What is that?” I demanded, grabbing his shirt when he tried to pull away.

“Kaylee, what is it?” he asked, glancing down at me.

The anxiety in his voice gave away the reason for his delay. He quickly pried my hands off his shirt and straightened it.

“What is that on your pants?” I pressed, pointing at the spot.

He knew what it was. So did I. He would have to think I was an idiot to believe anything else.

“That is probably icing,” he replied weakly, turning his face away. “We were having donuts.”

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