Adopted to Biological? Keep Your Golden Child Scapegoat Out novel Chapter 16

Chapter 6

The wind in Virginia carried dust-nothing like the humid breeze back in North Carolina.

I stepped out of the airport, about to call my mother, when a steady voice suddenly rang out.

“Avelaine?”

I turned and found myself looking into a pair of deep, piercing eyes.

Frederic Spencer stood not far away, tall and imposing in his uniform-commanding yet somehow warm.

“Your parents got called away on a mission last minute. They asked me to pick you up.”

He naturally took my tactical pack from me, his other hand gently taking mine. The warmth of his palm chased away the lingering cold around me.

Once we were in the car, Frederic handed me a military-issue thermos.

“You must be thirsty. Have some tea-warm yourself up.”

I opened the thermos, and a familiar scent hit me instantly-

It was the exact same tea I loved from that shop back in North Carolina.

“Your mother mentioned you always drink this. I figured you might get homesick, so I had the mess hall learn how to make it. Try it-see if it tastes right.”

I took a sip. The rich sweetness spread across my tongue, and warmth flooded my chest.

Suddenly, I remembered years ago at a joint military social event-I’d approached Frederic to talk.

Back then, he was already a rising star in SEAL Team Six.

And now, he remembered my preferences this clearly.

“You don’t have to be so formal around me.”

Frederic noticed me studying him and spoke first. “I remember when you were little-you were so lively. Always chattering away.”

I froze. So he hadn’t forgotten after all.

“Avelaine, I wouldn’t marry a woman I didn’t know. I agreed to this contract marriage because it’s you.”

His words were honest and earnest.

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Chapter 6

My heart skipped a beat. I reached out and held his hand, smiling softly.

“From the moment I agreed to marry you, I already saw you as my husband.”

Meanwhile, Kaelan had just returned to his quarters to grab his documents when Betsy blocked him at the door.

She grabbed his arm, crying. “Avelaine’s about to marry someone else! Why are you still going after her? You like me too-why can’t we just be together?”

“Like you?”

Kaelan yanked his arm free without mercy, his eyes full of disgust.

“The only person I’ve ever loved is Avelaine. As for you? I just pitied you for chasing me all these years.”

His blunt words stabbed straight into Betsy’s heart. She stared at him in disbelief.

Gone were the gentle eyes that once made her believe she had hope.

What remained was the same indifference and disgust she knew too well from their years in West Point.

Her voice broke as she forced out her questions.

“You don’t like me? How is that possible? Then why did you hug me? Why did you leave Avelaine on your anniversary to take me to the hospital? Why did you push her to the ground for me?”

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