Adopted to Biological? Keep Your Golden Child Scapegoat Out novel Chapter 12

Chapter 2

I hung up the phone just as Kaelan finished taking his punishment.

His uncle was helping him out of the room.

When he saw me, panic flashed in his eyes.

“Avelaine, when did you get here?”

I forced down the emotions churning inside me. “Just now. While you were being punished.”

Kaelan let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief, grabbing my hand with guilt written all over his face.

“I’m sorry. I still couldn’t draw the Blessed card this time. Can you just wait a little longer? Next time, I swear I’ll get it and

marry you.”

My nails were digging into my palm, but I didn’t say a word.

Kaelan’s wounds were still bleeding. He needed treatment at the base hospital.

In the ward, I had just finished dressing his wounds when the door slammed open.

It was Betsy-her eyes red and swollen.

The second she saw the bandages covering Kaelan’s back, she charged over, pointing at me and screaming at him.

“Ninety-nine Death cards in a row! That means you two aren’t meant to be together! Why are you so desperate to marry her?”

Kaelan’s face darkened instantly, his voice cold as ice.

“Betsy, you’re just my personal aide. Don’t dare you interfere in my private life!”

Betsy’s face went pale. She ran out crying.

My eyes stung with tears, but I kept my voice steady.

“Betsy is your Personal Aide? Since when?”

Kaelan stiffened, then replied in an annoyed tone.

“Last week during the staff reassignments. I didn’t expect them to put her under me. I couldn’t refuse without a reason.”

I forced a bitter smile at how clumsy the lie sounded.

Noticing my silence, he rushed to reassure me.

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“Don’t worry. The second she screws up, I’ll have her transferred. I’ve been sick of her since the academy.”

He said he only loved me, yet he kept swapping the cards.

He said he was sick of Betsy, yet he kept her by his side as his aide.

“I’ll be busy the next few days. Let the base nurses look after you.”

If I stayed any longer, I knew I’d lose control.

Ignoring the disappointment in his eyes, I left the ward.

Over the next few days, I stayed busy processing my discharge and reassignment.

That day, after finishing all the procedures, Kaelan called to say he’d been released from the hospital and wanted to surprise

As soon as I got in the car, he blindfolded me with a scarf.

When we arrived, I removed the scarf.

It was the USO where he’d confessed to me the year he graduated from West Point.

A banner hung at the entrance:

“Celebrating Kaelan Sherwood & Avelaine Campbell’s 13th Anniversary.”

How fitting. This relationship started here-it would end here too.

Kaelan didn’t notice anything wrong. He put his arm around me and led me inside.

He’d rented out the entire center.

The decorative flowers were red roses-my least favorite.

Half the photos on the memory wall were crooked or falling.

The table was clearly set for two, but there was only one set of silverware.

Kaelan frowned and called over the owner. “Why is everything such a mess?”

The owner was sweating bullets. “Commander Sherwood, everything was arranged exactly as your personal aide instructed. We tried to warn her it wasn’t right, but Miss Morris insisted…”

Kaelan’s face darkened, but his anger quickly subsided. He leaned close to me, coaxing.

“I’ll make Betsy write a ten-thousand-word self-critique. Don’t get upset, okay? Today is our anniversary. Don’t let irrelevant people ruin in.”

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I said nothing and sat down silently.

When the cake was brought out, I laughed bitterly.

It was mango cake.

Looks like Betsy was determined to ruin our anniversary.

“I’m allergic to mango.”

Kaelan’s anger finally exploded. “I’m going to find Betsy and get to the bottom of this!”

He stormed outside, and I followed.

At the entrance, Kaelan grabbed Betsy’s wrist.

“I told you a hundred times how to set this up. I reminded you Avelaine’s allergic to mango. Did you do this on purpose?”

Betsy yanked her hand away, her eyes red as she shouted back.

“Yes! I did it on purpose! I can’t decorate your anniversary with her! Punish me if you want-I don’t give a damn!”

Kaelan’s eyes softened, though he looked away from her.

“Avelaine and I have known each other for twenty years. She’s the only woman I love.”

Betsy smiled sadly, her eyes filled with endless grief.

“I’m so jealous of her-that she gets your love.”

“While I can only watch you celebrate your anniversary with her on my birthday. It’s like twisting a knife in my chest.”

Looking at the woman in pain before him, Kaelan spoke stiffly.

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