Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 406

Instead, he stood in front of her, his back to the sun, casting his shadow over her completely.

"Are you thirsty? I can have a bodyguard bring some water."

"I'm not thirsty."

"Hungry? You didn't eat anything this morning."

"Quentin." Madeline looked up at him, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents in the sunlight. "Are you nervous?"

Quentin's movements paused for a second.

He looked at her face.

"What do I have to be nervous about?" he replied, his voice completely flat.

Madeline smiled, knowing he was lying. She reached out and patted the empty space beside her.

Quentin gave her a look before finally taking a seat next to her.

His posture was perfect, back straight, hands clasped and resting on his knees. Madeline gently moved his hands aside and rested her head snugly on his thigh.

Quentin looked down at her. When she was a little girl, she used to love resting her head on his lap just like this.

If only they could go back to those simpler times.

"What if the follow-up results still aren't good?" Madeline suddenly asked, a trace of vulnerability on her upturned face.

Quentin lowered his head to meet her gaze.

"I mean, what if."

"Then we'll get it treated," Quentin replied, his answer simple to the point of being blunt.

"What if it really can't be treated?"

He remained silent for a few seconds before adding, "Medicine is incredibly advanced nowadays. What can't be treated? If it genuinely can't, I haven't thought about it. But either way, I will never let you go. I married you so you would stay by my side for the rest of your life."

Madeline's fingers curled inward, her nails pressing into her skin.