317\u2013The Best Father\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
I went to the kitchen to get him a glass of water. While there, I noticed Yuvonne had not turned to look at me even once. Her shoulders were tense as she hurriedly chopped vegetables.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I grabbed the water and returned to the living room. Lady Eugenia was still talking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe fence is fixed.\u201d His mother informed him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Madeline do it?\u201d Baxter asked suddenly, straightening his posture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour fianc\u00e9e asked Ron for help. They spent the entire day together, laughing,\u201d Lady Eugenia said. \u201cAnd your wife did not see anything wrong with it.\u201d (1\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter raised his hand and touched his ear, signaling her to stop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy do you keep calling her my woman?\u201d he said firmly. \u201cShe is not my woman. She is not my fianc\u00e9e. We are done. And I am glad she had a good day. She has been through a lot. I have warned you not to call her my fianc\u00e9e again. Do not force this on us.\u201d 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lady Eugenia went silent. She glanced at me, likely disappointed that his anger was not directed at me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, did your wife tell you what she did to your father today?\u201d she added.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Baxter asked, sounding tired.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour wife was rude to your father. He has decided not to eat and has not taken his medication either,\u201d Lady Eugenia said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter\u2019s eyes widened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Listening to his father\u2019s threats to refuse food until I apologized, and Lady Eugenia blaming my children for eating too much, made something snap inside me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was eyeing our children\u2019s food and commenting on it,\u201d I spoke up, intervening because I did not want her\u00a0<\/p>\n
to control the narrative.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSee? You heard her now,\u201d Lady Eugenia said, clearly pleased, folding her arms across her chest as if waiting to see what her son would do.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWait a minute,\u201d Baxter said. \u201cFirst of all, Mother, why are you keeping track of my children\u2019s eating habits? Second, why is Dad acting like a child? He knows food and medication are important to him. He cannot throw tantrums, refuse to eat, and expect everyone to bow to him. Do you not find that strange?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He took a breath and continued.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should have spoken to him. You should have told him this is not normal. Does he not understand how important food is for his health? Why is that someone else\u2019s problem? And you, instead of making sure he eats so he does not get sick, are supporting him just because you want my wife to apologize for standing up for her children.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even with how drained he looked, Baxter still defended me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
317 the Best Fathe\u00a0<\/p>\n
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His mother threw her head back, raised her hands, then let them drop, looking exhausted, as if she were tired of him always taking my side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI will apologize,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment the words left my mouth, Baxter turned toward me sharply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is okay,\u201d I added quickly. \u201cIf that is what will make him eat, I will do it. But I want you to know I am not doing it because I am guilty. I am doing it for you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you do not have to do it,\u201d Baxter replied firmly. \u201cYou know I would never want you to apologize just to satisfy someone\u2019s ego.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stared back at me, making his point clear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, great. Now she wants to be a hero,\u201d Lady Eugenia scoffed. \u201cDo you not see what she is doing? If she cared that much, she could have apologized before you arrived. She is choosing this moment on purpose.\u201d 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMother, enough. We are already going through a lot, and you are focusing on things that should not even be a topic of discussion,\u201d Baxter snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She grunted, throwing her hands in the air before lowering them again, making it clear she was not pleased with his outburst.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAs for Yuvonne, she is allowed to speak with whoever she wants. Let\u2019s not cage her. And Let\u2019s be clear, I did not bring her here as my woman. I brought her here to help her heal, and if she wants to heal in a way that includes someone else, then I will not let anyone intervene in her happiness,\u201d he hissed at his mother.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She clenched her jaw, then turned away, folding her arms across her chest and shaking her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd what about your father? Is she going to apologize, or are you going to stop that too?\u201d she asked, her eyes widening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI said I will apologize, even when I reacted only because you were body shaming Elara,\u201d I replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment those words left my lips, Baxter got up from the couch and stood in front of his mother.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou body shamed my daughter? What the fuck is wrong with you?\u201d he shouted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was the kind of scream that made even his mother cover her mouth. I never wanted him to yell at his mother, but Elara was his daughter. His reaction was his own, a father\u2019s response to his child being bullied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI am just saying you should take a look at her weight. She will grow up into a woman. Nobody will marry her if\u2014 \u201cLady Eugenia began speaking her thoughts openly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Baxter raised his palm, cutting her off.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMy daughter will not grow up thinking her purpose is to get married. Her goal will be different,\u201d he said firmly. \u2191\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing him take such a strong stand for our daughter made me feel relieved. It made me feel like I had chosen the right man.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, of course. You will choose something for her. The man who could not even save his own crown,\u2018 mother muttered under her breath. 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I gently wrapped my arms around his bicep and squeezed, trying to reassure him before he lost his temper again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was strange how his mother never stopped. She did not let go. Then a scream erupted from the bedroom, causing Baxter and me to look at each other before rushing toward the children\u2019s room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was where another disaster waited for us. Bodhi was lying on the floor beside the bed, his hands straight against his body, sleeping.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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