My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 44: Little Argument

The car pulled up smoothly in front of Elion's mansion. Raelynn stepped out of the vehicle, her shoulders relaxing after what had been a much-needed outing. She glanced over her shoulder at the driver, offering him a small smile.

"Thanks for waiting. I'll leave a drink for you in the kitchen," she said softly before shutting the car door behind her with a soft click.

Raelynn adjusted her coat and walked up the stone steps leading to the large double doors. She had taken Zara home first, ensuring her best friend was safely dropped off, before returning. Her mind wandered to the conversations they'd had, Zara's sarcastic reassurance still making her smile.

Her hand wrapped around the cool brass handle of the door, and as she pushed it open, she immediately froze. Standing right in the middle of the foyer was Elion. He was wearing his usual dark suit, his tie slightly loosened as if he'd just returned from work, but it was his expression that made Raelynn's stomach twist.

His eyes zeroed in on her as soon as she walked in, the tightness in his jaw and the slight twitch betraying his frustration.

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"Where the hell have you been?" he asked, his voice low but brimming with restrained anger.

Raelynn blinked, taken aback by his tone. She shut the door behind her slowly, her fingers lingering on the handle for a moment before she turned to face him fully. "I was with Zara," she replied, her voice steady but cautious.

Elion took a step forward. "And which part of the rules didn't you understand?"

It wasn't a question—it was an accusation.

Raelynn's brows furrowed, her grip tightening on the strap of her purse. "Rules?" she echoed, already understood where this was going. "I left a note, Elion. You can't be mad at me for that."

"A note?" he repeated, his voice rising slightly, though his tone remained cold. "You think leaving a note makes it acceptable for you to go out without telling anyone?"

Raelynn's eyes narrowed as irritation bubbled up inside her. "I didn't just disappear into thin air! I went out for a few hours with my friend. I don't see the problem."

"The problem," Elion snapped, stepping closer until there was barely a foot of space between them, "is that you weren't supposed to leave alone. We've been over this, Raelynn. It's not safe for you to—"

Raelynn cut in, didn't let him finish. "Not safe? I wasn't alone. I had the driver with me the entire time! I'm pregnant, not a prisoner, Elion. You're being ridiculous."

Elion's eyes darkened, his lips pressing into a thin line. He tilted his head slightly, his height making her seem even smaller in comparison. "Ridiculous?" he repeated. "Do you have any idea what could've happened to you out there? Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?"

With her arms crossed and her chin raised, Raelynn refused to back down. "Danger? From what? A rogue squirrel? Or maybe an overly enthusiastic waitress? Come on, Elion. I'm not some fragile doll you need to keep locked up in a glass case."

Elion's jaw clenched tighter, his hands curling into fists at his sides as he fought to keep his temper in check. "This isn't a joke, Raelynn. There are people out there who would do bad thing. Do you think the driver would be able to protect you if something happened?"

"I don't live my life based on 'what ifs,' Elion," Raelynn shot back, frustration dripping from her words. "I went out, I came back, and I'm fine. End of story."

Her stubbornness only seemed to fuel his frustration. He moved closer, his anger radiating like a storm. "End of story?" he repeated. "You're carrying my child, Raelynn. Whether you like it or not, that makes you my responsibility. You're not risking yourself—or the baby—just because you wanted a change of scenery."

Raelynn's hands fell to her sides, her fists clenching as her temper flared. "Your responsibility?" she echoed. "I'm not some object you own, Elion! I'm a person, and I'm perfectly capable of making my own decisions."

Their argument filled the room like a storm, the tension almost unbearable. Raelynn's heart raced, but she didn't budge.

Elion's face was like stone, but there was a fleeting moment where she thought she saw worry in his eyes. "You're being reckless," he said finally. "You might think you're fine now, but if something had happened—"

"But nothing did happen!" Raelynn interrupted, throwing her hands up in frustration. "Elion, you can't control every aspect of my life. I'm not going to sit in this mansion day after day, waiting for something to go wrong."

The quiet between them was heavy, tension hanging in the air like a storm about to break. How could Raelynn have guessed that a short break would push him over the edge?

Elion exhaled slowly, his shoulders loosening a bit, though his gaze remained intense. "It's about keeping you safe."

"Safe," Raelynn repeated, shaking her head with a bitter laugh. "Right. Because keeping me locked up in this mansion is so much safer than letting me live my life."

Elion said nothing, his jaw tightening once more as he stared at her. Shadows from the chandelier played over his face, highlighting the tension etched into his features.

With a long sigh, Raelynn's irritation faded a little, and she turned her head to the side. "I'm tired, Elion. Can we not do this right now?"

Elion studied her for a long moment, his gaze softening ever so slightly. Without another word, he stepped aside, allowing her to pass.

She walked past him, holding her head high even as her emotions boiled beneath the surface. As she climbed the staircase to her room, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of guilt beneath her frustration.

But she refused to let it show. Not tonight. And provably never.

Downstairs, Elion remained where he stood, staring at the closed door as if it might suddenly provide the answers he couldn't find.