The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate

I was worried that Abby might get scared by the bloody scene if she woke up.

I gently patted her back, comforting her until she fell asleep again.

Once the child was asleep, I said patiently, “I need to figure out who harmed Abby.

If you know anything, just tell me.

I’ll decide whether to believe you after you speak.

”

Nora sighed and responded weakly, “I don’t have any proof.

But before Andrew sent me to the dungeon, I was concerned that my replacement might not be careful enough.

So, I checked Abby’s clothes, toys, and milk powder thoroughly.

I was sure the milk powder was tampered with after I was taken away.

”

Objectively, Nora’s words weren’t very convincing, yet I found myself wanting to believe her.

Perhaps it was her maternal love for Abby that made me feel that someone who loved Abby as I did wouldn’t want to harm her.

Caleb’s POV:

When I witnessed Nora kneeling before Debra, pleading pitifully, I knew Debra’s heart would soften.

Despite my urge to dismiss Nora immediately, I refrained for Debra’s sake, allowing Nora to express

herself.

As expected, Nora rambled emotionally without sharing anything substantive, reluctant to detail her dealings with Shirley.

Noticing Debra’s growing sympathy for Nora, I intervened.

Standing up, I helped Debra to her feet, speaking firmly.

“You’re tired.

Take Abby to the guest room and rest.

I’ll handle things here.

”

Debra hesitated, her gaze shifting between Nora, still kneeling, and the baby in her arms.

I stroked her hair reassuringly and said, “I’d worry about you and our child if you overexerted yourself.

Why don’t you go rest?”

Eventually, Debra consented with a smile.

“Okay.

”

“I’ll walk you to the guest room first,” I offered gently, then nodded to Andrew.

“I’ll return shortly.

”

Andrew acknowledged with a nod.

In the room, Debra carefully placed Abby on the bed.

The little girl, oblivious to the turmoil outside, slept peacefully.

Gazing at Abby’s peaceful expression softened my heart.

Leaning down, I ki*sed her forehead.

Debra watched us, her smile tender.

Compelled, I turned and ki*sed her cheek.

“Stay here with Abby.

I’ll come back once I’m finished.

”

She nodded with a smile.

As I was about to leave, Debra caught my arm.

I looked at her, concerned.

“What’s wrong?”

She hesitated, then asked, “Are you going to interrogate Nora?”

I confirmed with a nod, remaining silent.