Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day novel Chapter 238

Ethan couldn't help but chuckle, waving off the pilot's worries with a grand gesture, “This month's bonuses are doubled.”

At his declaration, the pilots snapped to attention with military precision.

"Long live President Grant!!!"

Such harmony in the workplace even got to William, who joined in the laughter.

Ethan, with a hint of resignation, said, “Head home, everyone, and don't let this delay the upcoming selection trials.”

"Sure thing! Goodbye, President Grant!"

One by one, the pilots dispersed, some by elevator, others by stairs.

Once the place had emptied.

Ethan stood up and approached the woman who had been watching him the whole time, her chin propped up by her hand.

In Madison's inebriated vision, she saw Ethan stand and stride towards her slowly.

He was undeniably handsome.

No one could resist the allure of beauty, just as women are drawn to handsome men, just as men are to beautiful women.

So as Ethan squatted before Madison, about to speak, he was preempted by her—

"Ethan, have I ever told you, you’re incredibly handsome?"

"..."

William discreetly distanced himself.

Caught off guard by Madison’s compliment, Ethan smiled, “Where exactly is the handsome part?”

Madison, her head spinning, pointed at his eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and finally traced the outline of his entire face.

“The whole thing, it all looks good. Especially your…”

She poked at his shoulder, “Physique, it's really great.”

It was the first time Ethan heard her so openly praise him. Playing along, he asked, “Do you like it, then?”

“I like it.”

Drunkenness has a way of loosening tongues, revealing thoughts usually kept silent.

Suddenly, she cupped Ethan's face, “You’re so good-looking, so exceptional, I wish the whole world knew you’re my boyfriend!”

Ethan raised an eyebrow, “Correction, not boyfriend, fiancé.”

“Huh?”

“You agreed to marry me, that makes me your fiancé, doesn’t it?”

Ethan didn’t take Frank’s advice lightly.

Nowadays, Madison's brilliance was known internationally.

There’s always someone better out there.

And if someone more suitable than him pursued Madison, he wasn't sure of his own chances.

So, seizing the moment...

Was something to consider seriously.

At that moment, Madison leaned in closer, her voice languid, “Ethan.”

“Yes?” Ethan held her, ever patient.

“I’m drunk, feeling weak. What should I do?”

Madison's voice was soft, melting Ethan's resolve.

He steadied himself, “How about I carry you back?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

Madison pouted, “I’m... I’m a bit heavy, you won’t be able to.”

Ethan's expression cooled, “In your eyes, am I that feeble?”

“No... Ah!”

Before she could finish, Ethan hoisted Madison onto his back.

"Ethan, be careful!"

"Don't worry, I won't drop you."

"How can you be sure? If you fall, we both go down."

Madison was truly drunk, a stark contrast from her usual self.

This was the first time Ethan saw her like this, and he wanted to give her nothing but happiness.

"Even if I were to fall, I would never let you hit the ground."

Madison tilted her head, scrutinizing Ethan as he carried her away.