NovelOnlineAs Madelyn walked away from Zach, he smiled and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into his embrace. His hand softly traced through her long locks, gazing at the crescent moon in the night sky.
"Mrs. Jardin, you always seem to find a reason to find fault in me. I'm not like him. Look, | promise not to engage with him anymore. This will be the last time, okay?" Zach's voice was like medicine, soothing her wounded heart. Madelyn breathed in his scent, feeling an indescribable sense of security, and calmed down quickly. She felt like a fish submerged in the sea, wanting to break free but being pushed back by the waves. She knew it was not right to keep going like this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You keep saying the same thing every time. You promise not to meet Cecilia, but you still do. As long as she benefits you, you'll abandon me. Fred is just as heartless as you are. You've never fulfilled any promise you made to me. If you had to choose between a 50 billion dollar contract and me, what would you choose?" In the past, she would never have dared to ask such a question. This question was just too devastating for her because she knew what he would choose without having to ask. Forget about 50 billion, even 30 million would be enough in exchange for her life, and Zach would abandon her without hesitation. She was too insignificant to him.
Suddenly, Madelyn pushed him away and said, "Never mind, that question is meaningless. | don't want to know the answer anymore. I'm going to check on the child." "I can always earn the money again, but | only have one wife." Madelyn's departing steps paused at the doorway, and her eyes shone with tears. With an indifferent and calm sentence, he had effortlessly stirred her emotions.
But deep down, she knew it was a lie.
In the garden of Southern Haven Villas, a servant was disposing of the flower branches from the studio. Suddenly, the servant spotted a furtive figure lurking in the dark. The person wore a black jumpsuit and a mask, making it impossible to discern her identity.
"Rosario, is that you?" the servant called out. Suddenly, the person ran away hurriedly.
"Thief! Come and catch the thief! There's a thief here!" the servant shouted several times. Suddenly, the security guard appeared. The servant pointed in a direction, and the guard chased after. However, they found nothing in the darkness.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen the servant reported this incident to Zach, he brushed it off casually and downplayed the situation.
Madelyn accompanied Dalton in completing a puzzle. "Who could it be if it's not a thief?" "Don't worry about it. I'l investigate.” As Madelyn went to bed, she still had to endure his sexual advances, almost to the point of passing out. Zach carried her to the bathroom, bathed her, dried her off, and waited for her to drift into a deep sleep. Then, he went to the study and checked the surveillance cameras outside.
Observing the location, the intruder seemed familiar with the layout of the Southern Haven Villas, knowing how to avoid the surveillance cameras. The figure flashed by, seemingly intentionally obscuring her face. Zach paused the image, deep in thought, as if he had realized who it was. He turned off the computer and returned to the room to rest.
Madelyn felt the movement on the bed as Zach pulled her into his arms. With closed eyes, she asked lazily, "Did you find out who it was?"
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