Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 720

"Alright, that's enough tears. Come home with me, okay? We can talk there."

"I'm not going back." Brenda gripped Madeline's hand tight.

"I just... I don't want to go back. Can you just stay here with me for a while?" Her fingers reached for another bottle on the table.

Madeline gently held her shoulders. "Stop drinking. He can't see you, and honestly, he doesn't care anymore."

Silence filled the room for a moment.

Then Brenda gave a shaky, wet laugh. "You're right. He couldn't even bother with a single explanation, so why would he care about me at all?"

"Thank you, Madeline..." Her words melted into a sigh. "Thank you for coming out here in the middle of the night just to say that."

Brenda hugged her, burying her face against Madeline's shoulder, lips trembling. "Now I'm even sadder. How is that possible?"

Funny how you can know all the right answers, but your heart never listens.

"Oh, wait... You coming out so late, won't Mr. Grayson be upset with you?"

Madeline's eyes dropped, her voice barely a whisper. "He won't care."

How could he? He'd already forgotten her. Someone else had taken her place.

Nothing she did mattered to him now. Getting upset over her would be a waste of his time.

"True. He has amnesia. What a jerk. Forgot you just like that. He's no prize either. Madeline, let's just forget about them. From now on it's us, okay? I'll take care of you and the kids, I mean it."

Madeline couldn't help but smile at that. "You're going to take care of me? I sign your paycheck, remember?"

"Fine. You take care of me, and we'll just have our own tribe of kids... A whole bunch of them. We'll drive those men crazy!"

Madeline grinned, her eyes sparkling. "Yeah, let's have a whole pack just to annoy them."

Brenda grabbed a bottle of red wine, and before Madeline could stop her, chugged a big gulp.

"Hey--" Madeline tried, too late.

"Don't try to stop me. It's not every day I get to drink my pain away, right?"

Madeline looked at her, wanting to laugh and cry at the same time.

Maybe if you got drunk enough, you could actually forget the pain for a little while.

She found a clean glass and poured herself a little wine.

Brenda noticed and reached out. "No, you can't drink..."

"It's just wine," Madeline said softly. "Not that strong. A little won't hurt. I'm drinking with you, isn't that what a good friend does?"

Brenda slapped the table and burst out, "You're the best. Sorry I dragged you out so late and made you crazy with me."

"You lose your voice or what?"

"Even if you did, you still have to come get her. Otherwise... otherwise I'll take her to someone else. There are guys everywhere. Madeline could have anyone she wants. I'll parade her around, find her a dozen men, have her pop out a whole soccer team of babies. That'll show you. That'll drive you nuts!"

On the other side, Mitch squinted at the time.

Three in the morning.

Drunk and causing chaos.

Perfect.

"Where are you?" he asked.

"Why do you care? None of your business!" Brenda snapped.

Mitch blinked, wondering if she’d finally realized she dialed the wrong number.

Her voice came back, slurry. "I'm taking Madeline to find new men. We're over you all. We're done..."

Then she hung up. Mitch stared at his phone and couldn't help but laugh, frustrated and amused at once.

He wasn't planning to get involved, but Julian's wife was in the mix now. He sighed, grabbed a jacket, and called Julian as he headed out.

Meanwhile, Julian was off in his own world, completely unaware of the chaos brewing outside.