Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day novel Chapter 61

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Ethan pocketed his phone, “Is it not okay?” 

“It’s not that it’s not okay, but…” 

Madison always felt that their relationship as leader and subordinate meant it shouldn’t be him taking care of her. 

A partition suddenly descended, separating them from the driver in front. 

Ethan spoke slowly, “Have you forgotten that I said I would pursue you? Do the nobles forget so easily?” 

“I wouldn’t dare claim to be noble in your presence.” Madison could hold her own in a banter, she just hadn’t let loose in a while after being homebound for two years. 

Ethan nodded to himself, “That’s right. I do wish you would start calling yourself Mrs. Jiang.” 

Madison touched her warming earlobes, changing the subject, “Can 

t like Lucas, who nearly blew up the kitchen? 

u’ll know once you taste it.” 

Wood Lake Vistas. 

Ethan was a man of action through and through. 

Returning to Wood Lake Vistas, he changed and went straight into the kitchen. With just the two of them in the house, any noise was 

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easily attributed. 

Madison washed off her uniform and headed to the kitchen. 

The open kitchen exuded luxury. 

The man inside moved with natural grace, each dish methodically prepared and served. 

Just the aroma alone allowed Madison to imagine the flavor. 

“I never knew you could cook.” She commented. 

Ethan glanced back mid-task, “Do I look like a man who can’t cook?” 

“That’s not what I meant. 

“From now on, whatever you like, I’ll cook for you, ready for you when you get back from work.” 

His words were so warm and grounded that for a moment, they 

seemed surreal to Madison. 

“Are you coming down with a cold?” she suddenly noticed something odd about his voice. 

“I shouldn’t be, just a bit of a sore throat.” 

Soon, six dishes graced the table. 

Ethan washed his hands and approached, “Care for a drink?” 

er next shift days away, nodded, “Yes.” 

about, a far cry from the privileged chairman persona, of his suit, he was just an ordinary man, not so high and mighty. 

Contrastingly, the rather ordinary Lucas always acted superior. 

As Madison’s mind wandered, Ethan returned with two glasses of 

red wine. 

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“Careful, it packs a punch. Drink slowly,” he cautioned. 

Madison smiled and nodded. 

As they sat down, Ethan raised his glass. Just as he spoke, the dining room lights went out, replaced by rows of dim purple floor lights casting a faint glow. 

Glasses clinked, and he smirked, To celebrate Captain Madison’s wish coming true.” 

Returning to the skies, a wish fulfilled. 

A warmth filled Madison’s heart, “Thank you.” 

How did it all become so muddled… 

Living together? 

She set her glass down, tasted the dishes, and praised the meal. 

“Anyway, Ethan, there’s something want to say.” 

Ethan nodded, “Go ahead, anything but moving out.” 

Madison, serious and stern, “Have you ever considered that being 

mineering might be why you’ve never been in a relationship?” 

“???” 

at all.” 

Madison was astonished. 

How did Ethan suddenly become so thick-skinned? 

“I’m single by choice, not circumstance.” 

A different light danced in Madison’s eyes. 

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Before she could respond, Ethan added, “Like my liking you, it’s my 

choice.” 

“Ethan, will you ever stop?” Madison was flustered. 

Her ears burned hot, and her face felt aflame. 

“Hmm?” he teased. 

Madison took a deep breath, “I can’t handle this kind of talk, please 

stop.” 

She had never been in love; talking planes, sure, but this… 

“Who asked you to handle it?” Ethan moved his chair back and lit a 

cigarette. 

He exhaled smoke, his eyes squinted with a smile, “Just listen. When your heart is ready to accept me, just nod. No matter where you are, I’ll come to you.” 

His voice, husky yet utterly sincere, not a hint of flippancy. 

Madison had her share of admirers at school and at Air China, but none as boldly straightforward as Ethan. 

Madison.” 

She looked up. 

Ethan rested an arm on the table edge, the other on his knee with a cigarette, exuding the aura of a grown man. 

Especially those eyes, gazing intently at her. 

“I’m not joking with you; I’m telling you… my sincerity.” 

Telling you, my sincerity. 

Those seven words echoed in Madison’s ears long after, persisting 

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till she descended for water at midnight. 

The study light was still on, Ethan’s silhouette visible through the partially open door. 

He seemed in distress. 

Instinctively, Madison approached, knocking on the door. 

No reply. 

After knocking twice more, still silence. 

She entered, “Ethan?”