Adopted to Biological? Keep Your Golden Child Scapegoat Out novel Chapter 13

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But he didn’t hear me.

Because outside, Betsy’s scream rang out, mixed with the screech of tires.

Kaelan dropped me and bolted out the door.

Not long after, my phone dinged-a message from Betsy:

[You think Kaelan making me apologize meant he hates me?]

[Let me tell you-half an hour ago, he kissed me to comfort me.]

[And now? I almost got hit by a car, and he couldn’t even care about your precious anniversary. He’s taking me to the hospital.]

[I matter more to him than you ever will!]

Through the glass window, I watched that familiar Jeep disappear into the distance. I laughed bitterly at myself.

Back at the residential compound. I started packing for Virginia.

Kaelan, who’d said “I’ll be right back,” went radio silent all afternoon.

It wasn’t until well past midnight that he finally texted:

[Avelaine, Betsy got into a car accident. Forget that she’s my subordinate-as a soldier, I can’t just abandon her. Let’s celebrate our anniversary another day, okay? Don’t be mad.]

I didn’t reply.

Early the next morning, the doorbell rang urgently.

When I opened it, Kaelan stood there looking anxious.

“Why didn’t you reply last night? Are you still mad?”

“I was tired from packing. Fell asleep.” I brushed him off casually.

His eyes fell on the camouflage duffel bag in the living room. He grabbed me in panic.

“Why are you packing? Where are you going?”

I pulled free from his grip, answering calmly. “Virginia.”

At that, he relaxed.

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“Oh-going to see your parents? When’s your flight? I’ll have my aide prepare some gifts to bring to them. Say hello to them

for me.”

“Tonight’s flight.”

“Okay, I’ll drive you to the airport. But come back soon, yeah? I’ll miss you.”

His voice even carried a hint of playful sweetness.

Kaelan didn’t think twice. He shut the door for me.

“Actually, some West Point buddies are having a reunion lunch today. Come with me.”

I didn’t refuse.

After I left for Virginia, the chances of seeing old classmates again would be slim. This was as good a farewell as any.

When I got in the car, I saw Betsy sitting in the passenger seat, her calf wrapped in bandages.

Kaelan rushed to explain, “She can’t walk well, so she’s riding with us.”

I nodded calmly, my tone flat. “I understand.”

Kaelan’s brow furrowed slightly, as if surprised by my reaction.

But in the end, he said nothing and drove off.

We arrived at the venue shortly after.

The moment we stepped into the private room, we became the center of attention.

“Can’t believe after all these years, the West Point’s golden couple is still inseparable! Your relationship is as strong as ever!”

“Seriously, you must be married by now, right? Any kids?”

Before either of us could answer, Betsy jumped in.

“Don’t get ahead of yourselves-they’re not married! Commander Sherwood’s marriage follows family tradition. Nothing’s been decided yet!”

Kaelan’s face darkened. He put his arm around my shoulder, his thumb brushing the plain ring on my finger-the one he’d made from a bullet casing.

“We just haven’t gotten the Blessed card yet. But we’re definitely getting married. When we do, you’re all invited to the Fort Bragg officers’ mess. Full military honors.”

Just then, our old leader pulled out a metal box.

“Now that everyone’s here, let’s open the time capsule from graduation and see whose wishes came true!”

The mood in the room instantly lifted.

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“Come on! Dump ’em out! You reads each one out loud in front of everyone-that’s the fun part!”

The first one was Kaelan’s:

[Once I make Major General, marry Avelaine immediately. I’ll make her my one and only wife.]

The second was mine:

[Marry Kaelan. Have a baby soon. Become a happy family of three.]

The third was Betsy’s:

[Stay by Kaelan Sherwood’s side forever.]

Betsy smiled smugly. “I’m the only one who got my wish. I’m his Personal Aide now-I’m with him every day.”

Everyone looked at her with contempt.

“Homewrecker. Betsy, you don’t deserve that uniform.”

Just then, a drunk male classmate stumbled over, smirking.

“How about this-since Kaelan doesn’t want you, why don’t you come with me? I’ll make sure you live like a queen on base.”

He leaned in, his breath reeking of alcohol, trying to plant a kiss on her.

Kaelan shot to his feet, shoving the man back hard and stepping in front of Betsy. His voice was ice-cold.

“Who said I don’t want her? She’s my woman. No one touches her!”

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