Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 603

Madeline:

I had barely made it through one whole day.

After that, I refused to help anyone.

Every time I received a call from Lady Abigail, asking when I was going to come and meet the families of the children, I just told her I was tired.

I mean, it had only been a day. How did they expect me to be over it so quickly?

So I did what felt right. I ignored them.

I was going to meet Baxter the next day, so I hoped he might help me figure out how to speak with the council and inform them about those who had dropped the cure.

Because I wasn’t going to rest until some of those faces were punished. I remembered them vividly.

"Are you feeling well?" Byron asked, sitting beside me on the bench as we stared at the cloudy sky.

I had picked up my children and moved to a motel in the rogue community, along with Lady Eugenia and Lord Jonah.

It was temporary, but I did it so I could stay away from those pack members, from all packs.

"I’m not well," I replied, gently touching the back of my neck and stretching it.

"You know, the day after tomorrow, when you go to meet Baxter, you will have to face the pack members eventually," he reminded me.

I nodded, my hand still at the back of my neck.

"I don’t want to help them," I said, pouting and shrugging my shoulders.

"If that’s what you want, I won’t force you," he said.

I turned to him and stared in shock, because I hadn’t expected that.

"I thought you would ask me to help the children," I said.

It made me realize he wasn’t like the others.

Most people would have told me to do it for the children, but Byron always supported whatever I chose.

"No, I’m seriously not going to say anything to you. I mean, it’s up to you, to be honest. What those people did…..I don’t know how I’ll ever bring myself to ask you to help them again," he confessed, pouting.

I gave him a small nod.

"Did you speak with Ron?" I asked, rubbing my hands anxiously.

"I tried to call him, but I don’t expect him to answer anyone’s call anytime soon," he said, and I nodded in understanding.

"To think everything seemed so fine, and then this happened. It’s crazy. Life is so unpredictable," I said, noticing my phone screen light up.

I instantly sat up straight when I saw Ron calling me.

Byron looked at the screen too. He seemed alarmed.

It was midnight. We didn’t expect him to call me at this time.

That was all he said before I closed my eyes and swallowed hard.

"So I’m scared that Ron is calling you not because he needs his friend, but because…," He trailed off, cracking his knuckles.

"Because he wants to confront me," I finished for him.

And he nodded.

"Then I’ll let him come here and confront me."

The moment I said that, Byron stood up from the chair, as if he wanted to question my decision.

"Madeline, just because Yuvonne wanted you to take care of him doesn’t mean you have to go above and beyond and let him disrespect you,” he scolded me.

“And I’m not saying this because I’m heartless or cold, or that I don’t care about Ron. I’m saying this because it’s wrong for them to accuse you of something you had no part in," he explained, clearly anxious, trying to stop me from meeting Ron.

"Byron, you should also understand that sometimes friends need to reach out," I said.

"At this point, instead of shutting him out, I want to hear him out and answer his questions, not for myself, but to bring him some comfort. He needs his friends. He needs to know if his friends have been honest with him or not."

As I said that, I watched Byron slowly relax.

"But I’ll stay here," he insisted.

And with that, I answered Ron’s call.