Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 473

Madeline:

The mother, Kaylee, and I stood beside the bed, watching the child closely.

He did not wake up. A frown formed on my forehead as confusion settled in.

It had worked last time. What had happened? Had my tears lost their power?

While fear crept in and thoughts of failure crowded my mind, Kaylee let out a soft scoff.

“Huh. That is why regular testing matters. You should have told us what you were mixing in that bottle of yours. See? You wasted time. You gave them hope. You cannot even do one thing right,” she remarked harshly.

The mother’s eyes filled with tears.

“I will go tell them not to bring any more patients. Such a disappointment you are, Madeline,” Kaylee added under her breath as she turned to leave.

I watched her walk away. Then I heard a small voice.

“Mommy?”

Kaylee froze mid-step.

We all turned toward the bed and saw the child sitting up, yawning as if he had only taken a short nap.

“Mummy, where are we?” the little boy asked as he climbed off the bed and hugged his mother.

The woman stared in shock, motionless for a moment, before wrapping her arms around her child and bursting into tears.

“My baby is fine. He woke up. This is a miracle. You truly are a magician,” she cried, praising me without restraint.

Relief washed over me and I exhaled deeply.

My gaze shifted to Kaylee. A bitter expression covered her face, and I struggled to understand how she could resent a child’s recovery.

“Well, it seems you should not make that call,” I told Kaylee, giving her a pout. “Or maybe you should, and let them know it worked. You are always eager to announce my victories.”

I brushed my shoulder lightly against hers as I walked past. The touch was gentle, but deliberate.

In the next room, I uncorked the bottle with steady hands and let a few drops fall onto the little boy’s eyes.

He woke up healthy and alert.

I exchanged a few words with his mother before heading to the third room.

The third child recovered as well. By then, I was certain the treatment was working.

I decided to return to my children for a while as we waited for more patients.

Just as I stepped out of the third room, a sharp yelp echoed through the house. A plate crashed and shattered near the bottom of the staircase.

I hurried toward the noise and caught sight of Kaylee rushing toward her room. She appeared unharmed.

Then what had happened?

I stepped into the hallway and saw Penny sitting on the last stair, clutching her ankle, tears streaming down her face.

“What the hell? Is nobody here to help me?” she screamed in pain.

I glanced around, but no maid was in sight.

“Oh, so you are one of those she-wolves,” I noted, recalling what I had read.

Some she-wolves and even certain male wolves did not respond to medicine. It could dull the pain briefly, but never permanently. Their only cure was their wolf.

She looked at me through wet lashes, then dropped her gaze again.

“Did someone push you?” I asked.

Her head snapped up, and she shook it quickly.

“No. I sprained it myself,” she answered, her tone firm.

Then why had Kaylee been running away from that staircase?

“I know how to help you with that ankle. I can prepare something that works for patients like you,” I told her quietly.

She frowned at me.

“You would prepare medicine for me?” she asked, pointing to her chest.

“Why is that so hard to believe?” I questioned, studying her face.

She stared at me in silence before shaking her head.

“Nothing. It’s just… why would you? I have never been kind to you,” she murmured, brushing her fingers lightly against her chin.

“I do not hate anyone, Penny. People simply choose to hate me,” I replied, turning aside to pick up her glass of water and holding it out to her.

She watched the glass in my hand, tears gathering in her eyes.