The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1851

With that, he headed straight to the bathroom.

His behavior seemed off, but before I could ponder it further, Abby woke up crying, likely from hunger.

Efficiently, I prepared some milk for her.

After feeding, her cries ceased, and she offered me a sweet smile.

My focus shifted to her.

I joyfully played with Abby and a toy.

She was quite intelligent, engaging with the toy as I moved it.

If she disliked it, she would bat it away, amusing me with her reactions.

By the time Caleb returned from his shower, clad in clean clothes, the unsettling odors were gone, replaced by the pleasant scent of body wash.

Caleb approached, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

“What were you laughing at?”

I explained about the little one’s reaction to the toy.

Caleb attempted to engage her with the same toy she had just dismissed.

Unimpressed, she pouted and swatted it away again, amusing us both.

Just then, a sharp female voice pierced the air from outside the door.

“Where is Debra? Where is she? Get her out!”

The voice was unmistakable-it was Shirley’s, brimming with arrogance.

“Shirley is here.

She won’t leave until she sees me,” I said, exchanging a resigned look with Caleb.

“Why does she have to come now?” Caleb frowned.

I shrugged, then asked, “Are you going out with me, or will you stay here with Abby?”

“We might as well go out and see what she wants.

I haven’t encountered someone as blatantly foolish as Shirley in a while.

It’s almost like a free trip to the zoo,” Caleb joked, cradling the baby.

I was taken aback by Caleb’s blunt words.

“Remember, Shirley is the clan leader’s daughter and likely to be Andrew’s future wife.

Please be polite when we see her.

If you replace her too irritating, better to leave or stay quiet.

Making an enemy of her won’t help us.

”

In high spirits, Caleb ki*sed my forehead and reassured me, “Okay, don’t worry.

I’ll keep quiet and just watch.

I won’t cause any trouble.

”

Satisfied, I smiled and we went outside arm in arm.

The sight of our close-knit family seemed to stun both Shirley and Andrew.

Shirley’s aggressive demeanor softened, and Andrew averted his gaze, his expression unreadable.

Debra’s POV:

I regarded Shirley with a look that was neither submissive nor overbearing.

Shirley’s gaze drifted across the three of us before she remarked with a hint of amusement, “I never realized it before, but you really do seem like a family.

”