Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 362

Even though she had swallowed some water because of Liliana, she was ultimately fine.

The thought of how close she had come to danger made his heart ache unbearably. He pulled her tightly against his chest, lowering her into the warm tub while letting the soothing water run over her swollen ankle.

"Are you still cold?" his voice echoed softly in the steam.

Madeline shook her head. "No, I'm okay now."

Looking up, she noticed a single tear tracing the edge of his eye.

This fierce, terrifying man was actually crying because he was so heartbroken over her pain.

She was stunned.

She had always thought Quentin was made of iron and stone.

When he was angry, he was a living nightmare.

Yet here he was, shedding tears, looking so vulnerable it made her chest tighten.

She reached up and gently wiped the tear away.

"Quentin, I'm really okay."

His large hands continued to massage her ankle with agonizing tenderness.

"How can you be okay? Does it hurt? As soon as you're done washing up, I'm having the best doctor flown in to look at this."

Feeling his gentle touch and the comforting warmth of the water, the pain actually seemed to fade.

Or at least, it was vastly relieved.

That was why she had shaken her head.

Quentin murmured, "Don't try to be tough. When you were little, you were terrified of pain. Even if you just scraped your finger, you'd come crying to me, asking me to blow on it so it would stop hurting."

Madeline felt a flash of embarrassment. Even though she didn't remember it, she fully believed him.

"Do you want me to blow on it?" Quentin asked softly.

Madeline felt incredibly shy. Quentin had already thoroughly washed away the lake mud that had seeped into her shoes, but still...

Before she could decline, he lifted her delicate foot in his hands.

He blew on it gently.

Her face flushed crimson, and she turned her head away in bashful embarrassment.

Quentin, however, pressed, "Aren't you going to say thank you? You used to always say 'Thank you, Quentin.'"

Suppressing her shyness, she offered a sweet, soft, "Thank you, Quentin."

He found her flustered expression utterly adorable and couldn't resist teasing her further.