Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

-Beckett-

“What do you mean?” My eyebrows furrowed over Andi’s cap, genuine confusion coasting over my thoughts. Andi’s words got me thinking. Had I been too sloppy with my plans?

At that time, I was one hundred percent sure no one saw the documents I brought to City Hall. And if, by any chance, someone saw Sloane and me go in and out of City Hall that day, I made sure it wouldn’t be easy to put together the reason we were there. The gap between our arrival was not enough to piece together what truly transpired between us.

Andi doesn’t move. She doesn’t pull her face from my chest. Instead, she moved slowly to wrap her arms around my body, burying her face deeper into me. I chuckle lowly at her sudden clinginess. Andi was not one to hug me back. She had always been reserved when it came to showing me her affection.

“There was an article about you and Sloane,” she murmured, her back rumbling as she spoke. There’s a dull ache in my chest because her voice was so small; it felt like she was speaking from far away. “They know about the marriage.”

‘Marriage,’ the words she used, made my face turn sour. It wasn’t marriage. It was a plot that stemmed from her kidnapping. If Miguel hadn’t taken her, I wouldn’t even set foot in the City Hall.

“It was a contract, Andi?” The crease in my forehead was too deep, but Andi couldn’t even see it. And despite my desire to be close to her, I gripped her shoulder and pushed her away so I could look at her face, and what I saw left me stunned and speechless. Her eyes were lifeless and dull, as though she had already given up all hope. I had the urge to cup her face and wipe the sadness clouding her expression, but that was easier said than done.

“It wasn’t real…” I murmured softly because Andi looked like she didn’t have the strength to even talk about this. “Where did you see that? Let me see.”

There was a short push and pull in her mind. She weighed all her options, and I released a breath when she moved to grab the phone from her purse. The shadow of the Amber Wolves‘ cap she’s wearing slightly hides the sadness in those blue pools. But when her phone turned on, it illuminated her resolve as she searched for the article in question.

And true to her words, Sloane and my name were in bold capital letters on the article, along with the words ‘married‘ and? The outrage that bubbled inside me made me dizzy; the words were swaying as I scanned the entire article. I can’t even begin to explain the anger that boiled inside me as I scanned the writer’s sentences.

The writer played it safe with that question mark. She wasn’t really stating that she knew Sloane and I got married; instead, she dropped hints and ideas about us, allowing readers to piece together each clue, yet our names were in the headline.

I was holding my breath because if I showed Andi my real reaction to this article, she might drop everything and run away from me again. “You know that’s not true, Andi,” I turned her phone off and handed it to her. I sank into my seat as Andi retreated to her spot.

For a moment, we were both staring at the black, wide screen, the tension hanging between us like a sharp knife ready to drop and chop off this shaky relationship that we have.

“Is it?” Andi murmured as the cleaning lady in a gray polo shirt and black jeans walked past us with her rolling trash bin five benches below. Andi’s voice was almost a whisper, careful not to draw the cleaning lady’s attention toward us. “I mean. I know I don’t have the right to ask-”

I reached for her hand, squeezing it with all the controlled emotion I bottled inside me. “You know you have the right to ask me anything, Andi.” I tugged on her hand, making sure she was looking at me as I added. “If we were not in a public place, if we were alone, I would have you straddling my lap now as I kiss the life out of you.”

She audibly gasped, her lifeless blue eyes coming to life as her hand trembled under mine. It’s funny how she wanted to run

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away from me when just my words could elicit that reaction from her.

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Andi wasn’t easy to rattle. And I knew that if she didn’t have feelings for me, that fire, that excitement wouldn’t light up her

eyes

I didn’t want to distract her from our current topic, though, but that reaction was just too good to let it slide so easily. “You like that, don’t you?”

Crimson color quickly spread on her cheeks. She drags her gaze forward to hide from me, but it’s too late. I already know she still cares about me. “You can’t weasel your way out of this with your charm, Beckett.” Her voice suddenly became firm and stiff. The cleaning lady down the bench looked up in our direction, sliding a bored gaze at Andi and me.

The cleaning lady quickly averted her gaze. I was glad that she didn’t recognize me. She was probably not a baseball fan. An audience is something we don’t need right now. It’s bad enough that someone had already gotten a whiff of what happened at City Hall,

‘So you think I have a charm?” I teased, which was probably not the right course of action in our current situation, because Andi slid a sharp gaze in my direction.

‘Not funny, Beckett,” she grunted. I squeezed her hand as I chuckled because she was really cute when she was mad.

‘Sorry,” I murmured, calming my laughter down as I lifted Andi’s hand to my mouth, planting a kiss on her knuckles. She ugged on her hand, but I was a lot stronger than she was. I didn’t let her go that easily. “I will find out who’s behind this, Andi. Don’t worry about it.”

She turned to me with a frown. I can hear her mind gears shift over time, but I didn’t let her tumble into anxiety vile alone. I learned that overthinking makes Andi very brittle.

‘Stop overthinking. Clearly, someone is behind this,” I explained, making sure that my thumb was drawing delicate circles on her knuckles. I wanted to believe that those circles would also soothe her worry–filled mind. “I didn’t marry Sloane, and Even if they dig deep into the paper I brought to the City Hall, they won’t find anything.”

Her eyebrows furrowed, her mind trying to comprehend everything that was coming out of my mouth. I kept my voice steady, almost sounding like a lecture about life to a child. Scaring her was the last thing I needed right now. “You have to trust me on this, Andi”

‘But Lucas said-” the horror in her eyes continued to persist, so I cupped her face and forced her to look deep into my eyes. I needed her to see the truth. She needs to believe me. If she doesn’t, what was the purpose of fighting back against Miguel and Sloane’s plans? She was all that mattered to me.

I wanted him to believe that I did what he asked,” I shook my head. “Yes, I went to the City Hall and brought a marriage contract with me, but that paper wasn’t signed by me,” I grumbled, making sure my revelation was easy to grasp. “That’s all you need to hear right now, because from what I see, Sloane and Miguel or Lucas weren’t the only ones behind this. There is a third party”

Mist covered her eyes, searching my face for the truth. “You really mean that? You didn’t marry Sloane?”

1 let out a sigh, my smile breaking out even though I was trying to control it. “Marriage is not in my vocabulary, Andrea Wilson” The sullen look on her face made my chest tight. If I were unsure about what I wanted before, that sadness in Andi’s eyes was my answer, so I added. “Until three months ago.”

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