Not His Type Of Mate
Chapter 169

Nora's POV

It was already late, and Madison still hadn't returned from the bathroom after he entered two hours ago. I was worried and wondered what happened to him. I had the urge to go and meet him there and check on him. I knew he slept with someone last night, I felt it, and I knew he had sex with another woman, but something was strange. I was jealous when I felt it, but then everything became confusing when he stopped within a few minutes. Maddison wasn't like that. He was strong in bed and he could go for hours, so I felt

maybe he just ejaculated, but I still felt like something wasn't right.

While I was thinking, he came out of the bathroom, and the first thing I perceived from him was the scent of alcohol and cigarettes, which made me wonder what was happening to him exactly that he was looking so devastated. I had the urge to ask him, and I had even opened my mouth to ask until I stopped and shrugged. Maybe he was just feeling guilty for sleeping with another lady when I was here.

He changed into his pajamas and came to lie down beside me in bed. I stared at him for a while, but he had his eyes closed, and I sighed. I stood up, walked toward the bathroom, had a bath, dried my hair, and returned to bed to sleep too. I picked up my book from the bed, kept it somewhere, and lay beside him. I wanted to sleep and forget about him because he was worrying me, but I could not sleep as I was too worried. I kept rolling and rolling until I realized I could no longer take it and decided to turn to face him. I stared at him for a while and figured that he wasn't sleeping either. He seemed to be in so much pain, and I wondered what it was that was disturbing him so much.

It took me a while, but I later fell asleep, and by the time I woke up, he was no longer by my side. I raised my head to look around the room, but he was nowhere to be found, and I was bothered. I stood up and walked toward the door, I went to his study to check on him, and he wasn't there either. What was going on? "Mate in distress," Lolita said to me, and my heart started racing. I knew he wasn't happy, but was it so bad that Lolita could recognize it too? What could have happened to him last night? I closed my eyes and concentrated on his scent; only then did I realize he was still in the mansion. I followed his scent and climbed the stairs. He was far away; his scent made me realize he was at the top of the house, and I wondered what he was doing there. I increased my pace and walked faster toward the top of the house. I needed to see him to relax my mind as I was too worried about him.

I got to the top of the mansion and saw him standing there. He turned his back to me, but I could see he was smoking. From the view of his back, he looked pathetic and sad, which made my heart ache for him. He was disturbed that he did not even notice my presence until I cleared my throat loudly to attract his attention. He turned to look at me, and I saw his reddened eyes; his eyes were so sad that I was sure he was only holding himself back from crying. I was heartbroken, and I was sad. I dragged my legs toward him and stood in front of him. "Maddison," I called, holding his hands lovingly as I looked into his eyes. "Why are you doing this? Are you okay? You can tell me anything, please. I'm here for you, and I'm ready to do anything for you. I will listen to you; please talk to me." I could no longer take it. Seeing him in so much pain was breaking my heart and making me restless. My heart was clenching, and I wished I could take his pains away.

"Please, talk to me," I said to him again, but all he did was hug me. He hugged me tightly without saying a word, and I hugged him back. We stayed in each other's arms for a while before we broke the hug, and he looked into my eyes. I looked at the cigarette in his hand, and I sighed. Maddison wasn't the type that smoked all the time. The only times he smoked were when he was sad, angry, tense, or something bad was happening to him. I collected the cigarette from him and dropped it on the ground. I stamped it and looked at him again. "Let's go to our room to talk. Let's leave here," I said to him, and without saying a word, we both returned to our room.

I made him sit on the bed and went to bring water for him. I handed the water to him and watched him drink it before I sat beside him. We were both quiet for a while. I was waiting for him to calm down before I would ask him what happened. "So, can you tell me now? What happened?" I asked him, and he turned to look at me with pained eyes. "I'm being blackmailed, Nora," he said to me, his voice laced with tears. "Blackmailed? By who? How?" I asked, surprised at his reply. Who would dare blackmail a Lord? It wasn't making sense, but I knew he was saying the truth. "I went to Laura's birthday last night. She even introduced me to her boyfriend, and I thought she was telling the truth until she drugged me and had sex with me..." My eyes widened, and he turned to me, panicked. "I didn't know it was her. I wasn't in my right mind. The thing is... I thought it was you I was having sex with. I didn't know she was the one there..." He tried to explain, looking panicked and scared of what I would think about him, but I already knew. I knew he had sex with someone, and I also knew something wasn't right about it. I was jealous when I knew about it, but hearing it from him this way made my heart feel at rest, and I knew he never liked Laura at all because he wouldn't be saying it with so much disgust if he had any feelings for her at all.

"So?" I asked, and his eyes fell. "She took pictures and started blackmailing me with them. She said she will upload them and disgrace me with them." He said, and my eyes twitched. "Why would she do that? Wasn't she the one that initiated the sex, and she was even the one that drugged you?" I was confused. At first, I thought she did all that to make him hers, but hearing that she wanted to upload the pictures surprised me. "She wants revenge for an accident that happened a few years ago. I was drunk that day, and we had an accident. I thought it was just minor until she announced and told me it ruined her womb, so she wants to ruin me too." He said, and I frowned. An accident ruined her womb? I felt pity for her, but I hated her for making my man so sad too. I sighed and took his hand in mine again.

Where are the pictures she took? Do you have them here?" I asked, and he nodded. He pointed to his drawer. "It's there," he said, and I stood up. I walked toward the drawer, opened it, and brought out the pictures. Staring at the pictures, I felt angry, but most of all, I sympathized with Maddison, and without warning, I returned to him and hugged him tightly. This was my man; he belonged to me alone, and it broke my heart to see that another woman was making him so sad. "I believe you, and I understand this is not your fault," I said, still hugging him. "I'm your mate, your wife, and your only woman. It's my job to stay by your side, support you, and this time around, I will do just that. I will support you, Maddison. You are not in this alone," I said to him and kissed his shoulder as a single tear rolled down my eye.