Chapter 185
185‘Her Mate‘s Underwear
“We need to take him to the hospital,” I suggested when I watched Zander get down on his knees and
throw his guts out.
Everybody was concerned about him and Christina was constantly pushing others away.
“No! there is no need for that. I can take care of him better than anybody else,” her tone changed when
she red at me while patting his back at the same time.
“You can take care of someone who is throwing blood like crazy?” I questioned her statement. She
wasn‘t a doctor and neither was this anything small.
“How I take care of my brother is my concern,” she gave me a look before turning back her attention to
her brother.
“Christina! You need to calm down. We are only trying to help you.” Maynard stepped forward,
expecting her to ept his help, but she even pushed him away.
“Let‘s take you upstairs. I have his medications in my bag. I will take care of him,” she told us, eyeing
us to not follow her
She wrapped her arm around her brother‘s back and tried to support his body up, but he was definitely
not in a state to be walking steps.
“Don‘t you see he is suffering to walk?” Finally, somebody had to stop her. Her controlling behavior was
hurting Zander.
She watched Thiago‘s face and hoped toe up with an excuse to push him away when her brother
dropped to his knees again.
She understood Zander couldn‘t walk anymore. Maynard rushed to his left side while Thiago lifted him
by wrapping his right arm around his own neck.
As they carried him upstairs, Lazlo, Christina, and I followed them. Thiago hadid Zander down in his
bed and Christina had sped to her room to get his medicines. It was awkward just standing there and
not being able to ask her what was wrong with Zander.
She was heavily dismissive.
“You guys need to leave. I can take care of him.” Once she sat down in the bed with him, she turned
her neck slightly to make us watch the frown on her forehead.
“Chr–,” Maynard attempted to stick around with her for support but with only a shake to her head, she
told him she needs to be left alone with her brother.
“That looked painful,” Lazlomented. We were waiting outside the room for Christina toe out
and tell us how he was doing.
“She looked so worried and upset,” Maynard sighed, rubbing his face between his hands and leaning
his back against the wall defeatedly.
“She is hiding something.” Thiago spoke up. I was thinking about that too, but I didn‘t bring it up.
“She is not. She just cares about her brother, who definitely has some terminal illness,” Maynard
concluded as he shut Thiago down for talking about Christina.
“I will be honest with you. I too think she is not who she makes herself appear to be.” Lazlo shrugged
his shoulders when giving out his opinion.
“Don‘t you two have a mate to focus on? Leave Christina for me to take care of. She doesn‘t need you
two around,” he grimaced when talking back to us.
This attitude of his was not something new, but over time, the boys have only drifted apart and I me
Maynard for it. He didn‘t seem too keen on keeping his friendship with anyone.
“Hey guys, I have been looking everywhere for you all.” Oswin‘s arrival felt like a breath full of fresh air.
He was the only one truly enjoying this trip. I even watched him n a beach party for everyone.
“What‘s up?” Thiago asked,
“Mr. Tripper had been calling the boys. I guess he wants to prepare some surprise movie night for
everyone so he needs our bits of help,” he conveyed Mr. Tripper‘s orders and the boys let out a tiring
sigh.
“Come on! It will be fun.” Oswin frowned, “you alling, right? The other boys are already with him.”
He then reminded them they need to follow him. There were some other gammas and betas who were
honestly living a drama–free life.
“Message me if you need me.” Thiago pulled me into a hug and whispered while kissing my head. The
three left after Oswin and now I was standing outside the rooms with no clue what to do next.
“I should head inside,” I whispered, walking into the girl‘s room. The moment I entered the room, I
found Christinaing out of the boy‘s room.
“Hey! how is ,” I tried starting a conversation, but she ignored me instead and sped into the bedroom.
“What the fuck is this?”
I haven‘t even stepped into the room yet when Paige‘s shouting met up with my ear. I booked toward
the girls and found Christina and Paige standing face to face and growling at each other.
I ran a quick scan and found Willow secretly smiling and watching the two fight.
“Why do you have Keith‘s underwear in your bag?” Paige shouted once again, but this time, she
exined what was making her so mad.
“What?” Christina, who had juste back after taking care of her sick brother, grunted in
bewilderment. I felt bad watching her deal with this drama right after spending stressful minutes with
her brother.
“I think you should not just randomly use her without looking around carefully,” I didn‘t let them
argue for too long. I got between them and said in a calm tone. Willow‘s face changed color, as she
didn‘t understand what I was trying to do.
“What do you mean?” Paige yelled, raising her brow so high that I thought it was going to escape her
forehead.
“This isn‘t Christina‘s bag,” I uttered calmly, and itpelled Willow to walk towards us.
“This is Willow‘s bag,” I added and everybody went silent. Last night, when I saw Willow hiding
something in Christina‘s bag, I examined it. And found out it was Keith‘s underwear. She was trying to
get Paige into arguing with Christina and also trying to tell Maynard his new love interest had been
cheating on him.
So I grabbed Willow‘s little bag and put it between our bags and hid the underwear in it.
“What?” Willow came out from behind Paige and it seemed as if her soul had left her body.
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“Willow! That is indeed your bag. Why do you have Keith‘s underwear?” Paige couldn‘t even believe
her eyes. She could not raise her voice at her,
It was time that I expose Willow once and for all. I reckoned she had been the one sending herself text
messages and trying hard enough to expose her rtionship with Keith and Maynard so that she can
get epted by at least one of them.