Her Devilish Alpha - Chapter 176

Of course, it wouldn’t be long before Madeline woke up. That was what Xavier and Emilio hoped, at least.

Emilio asked, “What happened? Before she fainted.”

Xavier blinked.

He thought Emilio would have scolded him or threatened him if Madeline didn’t wake up soon. Instead, Emilio simply asked what had happened before she fainted.

Xavier inhaled, “We were talking about Cornelia, and about what I did.”

He left out some parts – which included her talking about how she had been planning their second date – since that wasn’t something Emilio would have to know. Not now, at least.

Maybe later, but now wasn’t the right time for him to know about that.

“I’m sorry,” Xavier apologised to Emilio.

It was the first time he had ever apologised to Emilio. But he wasn’t apologising to the murderous ex-alpha. He was apologising to the man that was Madeline’s father.

Emilio was a better parent to Madeline than Cornelia had ever been. Yes, he didn’t have the best past, but he had been trying to change for his daughter, that was clear. Even Xavier could see it.

Emilio was desperately trying to change himself to be the best possible father he could be to his daughter, and the fear and worry Xavier saw in Emilio’s eyes were unlike he had ever seen before. He had never seen Emilio this terrified and worried. It was refreshing, but understandable.

The father grumbled, “It’s more of Cornelia’s fault than yours, Xavier. We both know that.”

Folding his arms, Emilio huffed. Emilio knew Madeline wouldn’t have been pleased with meeting Cornelia for the first time like that. But, at that time, he wasn’t aware of what Cornelia had said and done.

“…what? Cornelia did what?”

It was his first hearing that Cornelia had sent Madeline a letter telling her she’d kill Xavier if she didn’t attend dinner.

“Her friend also got one,” Xavier added.

Emilio froze, Cornelia hadn’t told him that either. How dare she?

She really threatened Madeline? And her friend?

“Did she threaten you and Adrian?”

Emilio stared at Xavier, waiting for him to answer.

“You know what, don’t answer that question. I rather not know,” Emilio said.

He was livid.

How psychotic was she? How could she do such a thing? To her own daughter?

Madeline wasn’t some stranger, she was her daughter. Her own flesh and blood.

And yet she didn’t hesitate to threaten Madeline to kill Xavier if she didn’t attend a measly dinner with her? Emilio couldn’t believe it. Had the woman he loved become that heartless?

Where was the woman that had told him she still loved him? Was that all a lie?

Cornelia was always an amazing actress, she could easily fake a confession and tell him she still had feelings for him despite feeling nothing like that. Emilio felt doubt creeping up on him, beginning to think she was lying about everything she had told him.

‘That… that…’

He couldn’t even think of words to describe her at the current moment.

Next time he saw her, he’d have a chat with her about it.

“I didn’t know that before,” Emilio said, still baffled by what Cornelia had done.

Was the woman insane?

He looked at Madeline, who was still unconscious. Poor thing.

Emilio couldn’t bear to look at his daughter whilst she was in this state. It was much too painful for him. Yet, he stayed, or tried to stay for a bit more before he gave up.

After a couple moments of sheer silence passed by, Emilio cleared his throat.

“I’m going to go outside for some fresh air,” he said to Xavier, before he got up and left Madeline’s quarters to get some fresh air.

It was then Madeline stirred.

She clutched her head, wondering what she had missed and how long she had been out for.

Xavier looked up, realising Madeline was stirring.

“Ow,” she muttered, sitting up whilst she glanced around the room.

“Xavier?” She called weakly.

“Hey,” he said, walking over to her.

“How long was I out for?” Madeline asked, fluttering her eyelashes as she tried to remember what happened before she passed out.

“About twenty minutes,” Xavier answered. He whispered, his voice low and husky, “I was so worried.”

Madeline pouted at him. Why’d he have to make it so difficult for her to be so upset with him?

“Don’t do what you did again, or I’ll kill you. And then kill you again,” Madeline said, eyes narrowed to show how serious she was with her words.

He leaned down to place a tentative kiss on her forehead, “You have my word, pup.”

She took his hand, intertwining hers with his.

“Alright, quit being so adorable. Makes me just want to kiss you.”

Xavier was about to laugh, before Madeline’s door creaked open.

Emilio stared at the both of them, before he blinked.

“Madeline, you’re awake,” he said.

“Dad?” Madeline asked, blinking to see if she wasn’t just hallucinating.

Was he really here?

“What are you doing?”

She was about to ask, ‘Aren’t you confined to your own room?’

However, she stopped herself since she thought that was insensitive to ask. Besides, he was probably here to check up on her, how sweet.

“I came to see you when I heard you passed out. Are you alright, sweetie?”

Months ago, if Emilio had dared called Madeline something even remotely similar to ‘sweetie’, Madeline would have stared at him, wondering if his brain was screwed on right.

Now, it felt natural. It was difficult to come to terms with the fact that she had her father in her life now, but she had adapted to it quite well. It was nice knowing she had Emilio in her life, and that he cared about her a lot.

Not that he had ever told her that upfront, Madeline was simply able to see it by the way he treated her.

He rushed towards her, “You don’t have any injuries, do you? How many fingers am I holding up?”