Chapter 622
“I’m sure this has nothing to do with you. I believe you,” Winston told Madeline sincerely before turning to tell the care worker, “Don’t worry about it. If the police come and ask, just tell them the truth about what you saw.”
The care worker gave Madeline and Jeremy a fearful glance before she nodded and left.
Jeremy and Madeline were now alone in the room.
His gaze was warm and confident as he took away the arm he placed around Madeline’s shoulder.
“I believe you, Linnie.”
Madeline smiled faintly. “I’ve had my fair share of these ‘conclusive evidence’ situations, haven’t I? I’m probably used to it already.”
Used to it.
Jeremy found the phrase extremely ironic.
She had gotten used to being wronged, which meant she had suffered too many unwarranted slander and charges.
Seeing the pain and regret in Jeremy’s eyes, Madeline turned around without a care.
Jeremy did not want to disturb her, nor did he want Madeline to hate him anymore, so he stood quietly as he watched her leave.
…
Madeline spent the rest of the day with the old master until the sky turned dark.
Jeremy left the study now that he was done with work and walked toward the old master’s room in hopes to speak to Madeline. He saw her lying on the study table.
With a book in hand, she had fallen asleep quietly. She was unguarded in a way that reminded him of an innocent child.
‘She must be exhausted.’
Jeremy thought to himself caringly as he turned to leave the room. He returned shortly after with a blanket in hand as he carefully walked toward Madeline and covered her body with it.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman