Chapter 320

320 –Graham At My Door

Madeline:

Iheld Bodhi in my arms while sitting on the couch, rocking back and forth. I tried to wake him by gently patting his cheek, but he did not respond.

“Baxter, it is getting worse,” I told him, noticing that Bodhi usually woke up right away, but this time it was different.

Baxter stared at me, then lowered himself closer.

“I think I know how to wake him up,” he uttered, though there was hesitation in his tone.

“Say it. What is it? I will do it,” I replied, ready to do anything for my child.

“It might not work, or it might. I am not sure, but let’s just try,” he whispered.

I was confused about what he meant. Then he suddenly reached up and touched my cheek.

A tear sat at the corner of my eye. I had been holding back my tears because I was tired of crying every time my child suffered.

He brushed that tear over Bodhi’s eye. Then he reached for another tear on my other cheek and rubbed it gently over Bodhi’s other eyelid. Moments later, Bodhi woke up.

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“I do not understand,” I said to Baxter. But as Bodhi got up and hugged me, my attention shifted from Baxter to Bodhi.

“Mommy, is he awake now? He suddenly fell asleep,” Gina asked as she rushed in after hearing Bodhi’s voice.

I put Bodhi down so he could talk to his sisters. They hugged him and asked what had happened, and he gave them the same answer each time.

He said he did not know. He only knew that he had been sleeping. There were no dreams, nothing.

“Baxter, how did you know my tears would work?” I asked, softly standing up from the couch to join him.

“I noticed it a few times. Whenever Bodhi fell down and you were near him, and your tears reached his eyelids, he woke up,” he replied quietly, making sure the kids were not listening.

I knew Bodhi would panic if he thought something was wrong with him.

“Guys,” she called, knocking on the door and drawing our attention.

We both turned to her and noticed she was turning pale.

“What is it?” I asked in a worried tone.

“I think we have a guest,” she uttered, making me rush out of the room and straight to the front door.

The moment I opened it, I saw someone standing on the front porch, someone I no longer wanted to see.

“What are you doing here, Graham?” I grunted almost immediately.

I did not want to deal with these people anymore. They had caused me, my children, and Baxter pain, and I would never forgive them for it.

“I came here seeking help,” Graham spoke, but the way he sounded felt less like he wanted help and more like he was showing something off. 1

I could not be sure what it was, or if he was just showing himself for some reason.

“And what makes you think I will respond to your request?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest.

“There is a child who is suffering, and I believe that if you are the good person you always claim to be, then you will help her, ” Graham replied, spreading his arms and placing his hands on the doorframe, blocking the outside view.

320–Brathons At My Door

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I stepped back ins

retreating into the house.

Honestly, I could not understand his body language. Was he really here to ask for help, or was he here to cause trouble?

It felt like the latter, or like he was trying to seduce me. The thought did not make sense.

“Like I told you before, I do not know anything about the sickness I said, a hint of guilt in my voice.

I did not want to be someone who refused to help children. If anyone else had come instead of Graham, I would have helped without hesitation. But I had to say no before I began to regret it.

“And who told you I am a good person? I never claimed to be one,” corrected him.

He nodded, then stretched his neck and stepped away.

That was when Elgin arrived at the cabin, carrying Hailey in his arms.

“Please, wake her up,” he requested. Up until Elgin showed up with his daughter, I honestly thought this was some kind of trap set by Graham, a way to lure me somewhere just to make me suffer. But when I saw the little girl in Elgin’s arms, something twisted inside me.

Then I felt a gentle pat on my back. I turned to the side and saw Baxter standing there, giving me a small nod.

“Fine. Bring her inside p>

Finally, pushing my ego aside, I decided to help the child, but without letting them know how I was helping her. For the first time, the two of them walked into my home, my safe place.

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Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.