447\u2013Angered Me\u00a0<\/p>\n
Graham:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow was your friend, Elgin?\u201d Father asked when I entered the mansion. I threw my car keys on the coffee table next to the entrance window. I felt tired.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has lost his mind, to be honest. I don\u2019t know if he even realizes what deep shit he is in,\u201d I replied, shaking my head in disbelief and giving my father a tired hand gesture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI have noticed this about him quite a lot. Elgin is very emotional. He makes mistakes because of his emotions,\u201d my father answered, stretching one hand out on the table and looking calmly bothered by what was happening with Elgin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did it go today with Madeline? I mean, convincing Madeline.\u201d I changed my tone and scratched the back of my neck when speaking about her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, we did it. We convinced her,\u201d my father replied. Before I could react, he shifted in his seat. \u201cThe thing is, something else happened. Did you not open the internet or check your phone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened? Please tell me Madeline did not comment about me,\u201d I muttered in annoyance because I was not trying to stir any drama with her. I hoped she would not do the same with me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, not like that, but something happened between her and your wife.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
When he finished speaking, I tilted my head back, then straightened it again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWait, what do you mean about the internet? Was it brought up on the internet?\u201d I asked, quickly pulling my phone out of my pocket.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And then I opened the horrifying thing called the internet. Right away, the world felt like it was pulled from under my feet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There were videos of my wife, my Luna, being forced to kneel at Madeline\u2019s feet to apologize to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sight was not only devastating, but humiliating for me as well, because that woman at her feet was the one carrying my children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lost it. I put my phone down and rushed straight to Kaylee\u2019s room to check on her because I knew she would be having a hard time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The minute I entered the room, I found her sitting on the bed in tears. I hurried to her side, anger filling my veins in a way I could not explain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKaylee,\u201d I said softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw it.\u201d That was all I said when a big tear rolled down her eye right in front of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I want to know how the hell it happened,\u201d I asked, holding her hand to make her turn toward me on the bed, but she kept facing away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way she clung to my hand and how her nails dug into my skin made me realize that this incident had caused her a lot of trauma.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not judge her for it, and I did not blame her. What happened was horrific. 1\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKaylee, look at me,\u201d I urged, placing my hand on her cheek to make her turn her face toward me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
447\u2013Angered Me\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
The wetness on her cheek made my heart shake. She was the mother of my children.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her this disrespected filled me with anger, but I wanted to know how things had escalated to the point that she had to sit at Madeline\u2019s feet, touch her foot, and apologize, practically bowing down to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And she had to do it in front of everyone. It made me wonder why nobody took a stand for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me,\u201d I insisted again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gently rubbed my thumb against her cheek, and she took a deep breath before opening her eyes and looking at me through her wet eyelashes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEarlier, we were trying to convince Madeline to come and save the children, but she was making it very difficuit. At first, she completely refused and even walked away until she heard the benefits. Then she suddenly forgot all the humiliation and decided to sit in the car stubbornly, looking stiff. Once we were in Ron\u2019s pack, that is when things picked up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaylee began to tell me the whole incident from earlier.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her hand slid from her cheek and touched the back of my hand, but she still held both of my hands in her lap, a posture that showed she really needed me at that moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then, when she was writing down the list and meeting the parents of the sick children, she started to make subtle <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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