All Chapters of The Love Triangle: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Caleb was not about to let that stick smack him. With a quick yank, he pulled York in front of him as a human shield.The stick landed with a heavy thud.York yelped in pain, setting Carmen off. She charged forward, but Yeneth was quick to block her.Everything erupted into chaos.Madeline's heart raced, and she was about to jump into the fight when a booming voice cut through the night."What's the ruckus about now?!"The cops they had called had shown up.Madeline let out a silent 'thank you'. They arrived just in time.The officers managed to break up the scuffle, and Carmen collapsed to the ground, wailing, "Why's my life so hard? I slave away for an old man by day, deal with a houseful at night, and the minute I sit down, my cheating daughter-in-law causes a scene with her lover. I just can't take it anymore."Yeneth, with Madeline's help, wiped away the blood on her face and nearly jumped back into the fight.Madeline held her steady. "Take a breath."She checked on Ca

The moment Yeneth whipped out her phone to snap photos, Madeline was already one step ahead, recording everything on her phone. She captured the whole showdown, every move laid bare.Who threw the first punch? How did Sean's sneak attack on Caleb go down? What about the defense?The footage clearly showed Madeline's group defending themselves with no sign of going overboard.The injuries Carmen and Rebecca suffered were mostly from their own clumsy scuffle. As for York, well, Sean had only himself to blame for that wound.Holden confidently stated, "This video clearly shows that my clients didn't start the fight. In fact, it was the Lawson family that kept provoking them. I suspect York and his family had it out for my clients from the start."The officer, reviewing Madeline's video, turned to York and his family. "Anything to add?"Sean and Carmen's faces fell, their confidence slipping away.York glared at Madeline, his voice tinged with anger. "Madeline, how can you just film

By the time the Lawsons returned to Yeneth's rental, she had nearly finished packing.Rebecca walked in, cheeks flushed, and bumped into Trevon, who was hauling boxes with a scowl."I can help," she offered timidly."Get lost," Trevon snapped.He was in a foul mood.Madeline had hopped into the car, clearly expecting him to do the heavy lifting.He was not just tired—it felt demeaning.Madeline had told him not to strain himself because of his injuries, which only soured his mood further.He was unyielding to Rebecca's offer of help.Rebecca, used to being the darling of the village and not accustomed to such harsh rejection, felt a sting of hurt and retreated to Carmen's embrace.Carmen immediately lashed out, "What's wrong with you? Rebecca's just trying to be nice, and you're being a complete jerk!"Who was Trevon to them, anyway? He had not even bothered to give them a second look.Madeline, with a baby on the way, was practically forbidden by Caleb to lift a finger.T

Trevon kept his cool. "The cops called me."Madeline frowned. "Why would they call you?"She was not a kid. It was not like the police needed to call her parents every time she stepped foot in the station.Trevon shot her a look. "Had you even kept track of how many times you've dialed 911 lately? They were worried about you. Every time you called, they let me know."Was that so?Something did not sit right with Madeline, but she could not quite figure it out.Trevon let out a scoff. "What, you think I'm sitting around digging up your location? Do I look bored?"Madeline's eyes dropped.He had a point.He did not care about her, especially not when Lydia was in the picture. He probably found it a nuisance to get calls about her.If he had not been concerned she would stir up trouble, he would not have bothered with the police station.Madeline did not feel like talking anymore. She turned away, resting her head against the car door, and closed her eyes in silence.She was j

Madeline was actually cooking.Since the divorce came up, she had not touched anything in the kitchen.Her words from yesterday echoed in his mind, leaving Trevon with a faint sense of loss.She was just showing her gratitude—nothing more.Madeline, hearing him stir, glanced up with a soft smile. "You're up? How's your injury? Still hurting?"The morning sun kissed her cheeks, bathing her in a gentle glow.Trevon was momentarily lost in the sight, taking a few seconds to remember her question.He winced as a jolt of pain shot through his shoulder at the slightest movement.His face scrunched up, but he managed a weak response. "I'm fine."Madeline caught the grimace, her eyebrows lifting ever so slightly, but she chose not to comment."Go freshen up. Breakfast is ready."The table was simply set with two glasses of sweet corn juice, a sandwich, and a small bowl of fruit.It was a humble meal, yet it felt like a feast compared to Felicia's oatmeal and buns.Feeling better a