Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 79

79–Baxter Tricked Me Into Going Back Home

Madeline:

I had worn the color that suited me best- brown.

I wore a long dress with netted brown sleeves that flowed gracefully. The neckline was slightly deep, but not distasteful.

A single diamond pendant and matching earrings completed my look, and my makeup was done beautifully.

While Nina prepared the kids, little Bodhi wore a small brown suit, and the other two girls dressed in brown–and- white frocks.

They wanted to match me, and I loved it.

As I stepped out of the room in my elegant white stilettos, I noticed Baxter entering the suite.

For a moment, I froze. He wore a black suit, entirely black, which made his features stand out even more.

I hated how attractive he was. His tall, broad shoulders could make anyone lose their breath.

By anyone, I meant everyone because when I turned, I caught Nina staring at him before quickly focusing back on fixing Bodhi’s hair.

“Uncle Baxter is here!” Bodhi exclaimed, rushing from Nina to wrap his arms around Baxter’s legs.

Baxter lifted him easily, showing affection. The attention he gave the kids always made them adore him.

“Hey, you look like a gentleman,” Baxter remarked as he held Bodhi under his arms and lifted him high in the air.

Bodhi laughed at how effortlessly Baxter raised him. In his arms, Bodhi looked tiny.

Then came Elara, and without showing any favoritism, Baxter put Bodhi down and picked her up, tossing her lightly before catching her again as she giggled.

Then it was Gina’s turn. The three children kept him busy for nearly five minutes while I struggled with my

bracelet.

When the kids finally ran off to grab their squishy toys, Baxter walked over to me.

His thick brow lifted slightly as he gave me a brief glance from head to toe, as if studying every curve.

It made me lower my gaze, pretending to focus on the bracelet.

Without saying a word, he stepped closer, just a foot away, and reached for the bracelet, taking it from my hand.

Before I could protest, he was already fastening it around my wrist.

His fingertips brushed lightly against my skin, sending goosebumps up my arm.

When he finished, I pulled my hand back and took a deep breath.

I

“I asked you to join the dinner, not to upstage someone,” he murmured, his tone low enough to make me frown, wondering if I’d heard him correctly.

“So, what time will the others arrive?” I asked, trying to start a conversation to ease the awkwardness hanging

between us.

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“Huh?” Baxter replied, sounding a little lost.

He seemed to have been staring too long.

“The others. You said they were coming too, What time are they arriving?” I asked again, this time more confidently, straightening my posture as I looked at him.

He stayed silent for a moment, then cleared his throat, and I already knew what was coming

“Are you serious?” I asked in disbelief before he could even make up an excuse for them.

He shifted uncomfortably.

“Well, my mother suggested it would be better if the friends have a gathering some other day. This time we’re only inviting family.”

I rolled my eyes at him.

“You said there were others going to be present,” I complained.

“I know what I said, but why do you care? I’ll be there with you. Besides, everyone’s ready now, so can you just not start all this?” he complained, sounding like I was ruining his night.

The thing was, I hated deception.

And it seemed like he had planned this carefully, just so he could take me to dinner.

“Baxter, if my mood sours or my children suffer, you’ll be hearing the end of it,” I warned him.

He shook his head and rolled his eyes, as if thinking I was talking nonsense.

“Just because you look good doesn’t mean you get to threaten me,” he muttered weakly, not even meeting my

eyes.

His sudden compliment froze me for a minute.

My kids followed Baxter and I followed them to his car.

Soon, we reached the lobby and stepped outside into the parking lot.

The kids climbed into the back seat while I sat in the passenger seat.

“Don’t stress out. I told you I’ll be there to take care of things,” he reassured again.

I didn’t respond. I didn’t want to talk to him at that moment.

If it were up to me, I would never have gone back to that place.

But he said that, as a father, he wanted the kids to be part of his happiness.

The truth was, I had still planned to refuse.

The only reason I agreed was because I thought that maybe, while he was promising to handle everything, I could finally ask my father about my mother.

The rest of the drive passed in silence.

When we arrived, I realized the dinner wasn’t somewhere else, it was at my home.

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Or,

to put it better, at Yuvonne’s house, because I was never treated as the daughter of that home.

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