Chapter 473

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473–Winning My Enemy’s Heart

473 – Winning My Enemy’s Heart

Madeline:

The mother, Kaylee, and I stood beside the bed, watching the child closely.

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He did not wake up. A frown formed on my forehead as confusion settled in.

It had worked last time. What had happened? Had my tears lost their power?

While fear crept in and thoughts of failure crowded my mind, Kaylee let out a soft scoff.

“Huh. That is why regular testing matters. You should have told us what you were mixing in that bottle of yours. See? You wasted time. You gave them hope. You cannot even do one thing right,” she remarked harshly.

The mother’s eyes filled with tears.

“I will go tell them not to bring any more patients. Such a disappointment you are, Madeline,” Kaylee added under her breath as she turned to leave.

I watched her walk away. Then I heard a small voice.

“Mommy p>

Kaylee froze mid–step.

We all turned toward the bed and saw the child sitting up, yawning as if he had only taken a short nap.

“Mummy, where are we?” the little boy asked as he climbed off the bed and hugged his mother.

The woman stared in shock, motionless for a moment, before wrapping her arms around her child and bursting into tears.

“My baby is fine. He woke up. This is a miracle. You truly are a magician,” she cried, praising me without restraint.

Relief washed over me and I exhaled deeply.

My gaze shifted to Kaylee. A bitter expression covered her face, and I struggled to understand how she could resent a child’s recovery. 1

“Well, it seems you should not make that call,” I told Kaylee, giving her a pout. “Or maybe you should, and let them know it worked. You are always eager to announce my victories p>

I brushed my shoulder lightly against hers as I walked past. The touch was gentle, but deliberate.

In the next room, I uncorked the bottle with steady hands and let a few drops fall onto the little boy’s eyes.

He woke up healthy and alert.

I exchanged a few words with his mother before heading to the third room.

The third child recovered as well. By then, I was certain the treatment was working.

I decided to return to my children for a while as we waited for more patients.

Just as I stepped out of the third room, a sharp yelp echoed through the house. A plate crashed and shattered near the bottom of the staircase.

I hurried toward the noise and caught sight of Kaylee rushing toward her room. She appeared unharmed.

Then what had happened?

I stepped into the hallway and saw Penny sitting on the last stair, clutching her ankle, tears streaming down her face.

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“What the hell? Is nobody here to help me?” she screamed in pain.

I glanced around, but no maid was in sight.

Without hesitation, I lunged forward to help her.

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I hurried to her side and dropped to my knees, sliding one arm carefully around her back while the other supported her elbow. “Madeline,” she murmured, confusion clouding her face.

“Let me help you first. Then you can tell me how much you hate my touch,” I replied, taunting her hostility.

She fell silent.

Her fingers trembled as they clutched my sleeve, and I kept my grip steady so she would know she was in safe hands. Even as she tried to rise, she winced, her jaw clenched and her hold on me tightening. Her other hand pressed firmly against her belly. “Easy. You’re fine,” I urged, guiding her forward in slow, careful steps.

Once she found her footing, I secured an arm around her waist and matched my pace to hers. We moved in small steps toward her room.

I pushed the door open with my foot and led her inside. She leaned heavily into me, her face pale, tears streaking down her cheeks.

My only concern was the child. Thankfully, it seemed her ankle had taken the worst of it.

I brought her to the bed and lowered her carefully onto the mattress. I stayed beside her until she settled, then placed a pillow behind her back and pulled a blanket over her.

“ I’m fine now,” she muttered, gesturing weakly with her hand as if to reassure me.

“Are

you

sure? If you want, I can call a doctor to check your ankle,” I offered, pointing toward it.

A deep sadness crossed her face, and she lowered her head.

“It will be of no use. I have a condition. No medicine works on me until my wolf is awake. And since my wolf is not awake because I am pregnant, I will have to live with a broken ankle or whatever the hell is wrong with it,” she explained, her voice breaking with small hiccups between words.

She was unraveling in front of me.

“Oh, so you are one of those she–wolves,” I noted, recalling what I had read.

Some she–wolves and even certain male wolves did not respond to medicine. It could dull the pain briefly, but never permanently. Their only cure was their wolf.

She looked at me through wet lashes, then dropped her gaze again.

“Did someone push you?” I asked.

Her head snapped up, and she shook it quickly.

“No. I sprained it myself,” she answered, her tone firm.

Then why had Kaylee been running away from that staircase?

“I know how to help you with that ankle. I can prepare something that works for patients like you,” I told her quietly.

She frowned at me.

“You would prepare medicine for me?” she asked, pointing to her chest.

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“Why is that so hard to believe?” I questioned, studying her face.

She stared at me in silence before shaking her head.

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“Nothing. It’s just… why would you? I have never been kind to you,” she murmured, brushing her fingers lightly against her

chin.

“I do not hate anyone, Penny. People simply choose to hate me,” I replied, turning aside to pick up her glass of water and holding it out to her.

She watched the glass in my hand, tears gathering in her eyes. 1

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