Do You Still Love Me When We Meet Again? (Aubrey and Damon) novel Chapter 116

Chapter116.

Panic flickered across Madison’s face, but she tried to appear calm as she stammered, “I wasn’t stalking Aubrey. I didn’t even know this was your house. I was just passing by, and it was so sunny. I was just taking a break in the shade across the street. You can’t just drag me in here; it’s against the law.”

Damon’s eyes were like chips of ice, his presence commanding without him even raising his voice. “This house has the most sophisticated security system in the world. There isn’t another residence for miles. If a fly farts outside, I know about it. You’ve been following Aubrey in taxis the last few imes, stopping for a few minutes at the gate before leaving. Now, you’ve skipped the taxi and gone straight to hiding in the bushes outside, camping but since seven yesterday morning. Eating, drinking, and God knows what else all right there. You really think I wouldn’t notice?”

Madison, caught in her lie, grew desperate and flew into a rage. Planting her hands on her hips, she raised her voice as if volume equated to truth. “Is the >ther side of the street yours? I’ll stand where I please! What right do you have to chase me away? And what makes you think I was following Aubrey Hayes?”

Damon’s face darkened. He spoke slowly, each word deliberate. “At first, I thought you came to New Haven City looking for Aubrey for money. Now, t seems that’s not the case.”

Madison was silent, her expression fierce, teeth gritted.

Compensation is usually pursued through the courts. But you, the moment you found Aubrey, you didn’t ask her for money. Instead, you hid and talked her, trying to scare her. Even with the compensation already paid, you continued to follow her. You’re after something else. What exactly are ‘ou plotting?”

Madison dodged the question, demanding, “When are you going to let me go? If you don’t, I’m calling the police.”

Damon tilted his head, resting his elbow on the wheelchair’s armrest, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sank into thought, piecing together the inderlying logic.

Aubrey, who had now grasped the situation, walked over and added in a calm tone, “She’s looking for an opportunity to retaliate, or preparing her son o take revenge on me.”

At the sound of her voice, Damon turned to look at Aubrey, and Madison followed his gaze.

Aubrey approached, her eyes like frost as she stared coldly at Madison, calmly analyzing, “I’ve seen plenty of criminals like Caleb Taylor. He’s definitely esentful about being convicted and sentenced, holding a grudge against me. Even if he behaves in prison, it’s only to get out sooner and take revenge

›n_me.”

Madison, you came to New Haven City specifically at your son’s request to find me, having thoroughly investigated my whereabouts, my life, verything about me, so that once your son is released, he can start his revenge, right?”

Madison’s eyes hardened, her lips twitched, and she let out a cold snort without saying a word.

Jamon felt a chill run down his spine, his fists clenching. “How many years does he have left?”

Aubrey thought for a moment. “He should have a little over three years left. If he behaves well, he might get time off for good behavior.”

Damon’s cold eyes shot towards Madison. “What charge can we get her on to send her in as well?”

If she’s only been lurking outside for two days, she’s suspected of violating harassment and stalking laws. If she’s threatening us and disrupting our ives, it falls under the category of harassment, which could lead to a few days of detention.”

Damon signaled to the security guard. “Take the surveillance footage and send her to the police station.”

Yes, Mr. Blackwood.”

The security guard nodded, holding Madison’s arm as they escorted her out.

Madison twisted her head back as she walked, glaring daggers at Aubrey. Her eyes were so cold and sinister, it was as if she wanted to tear her lund

from limb.

Aubrey felt a shiver crawl down her spine under that stare Getting mixed up with this family of absolute paychus was terifly

With Madison gone, Damon reached out his hand to Aubrey

Aubrey pursed her lips into a serene smile, trying to mask the anxiety bubbling inside She stepped forward and placed her hand in ho

Damon gently massaged her slender, pale fingers, then looked up at her, his tone light “Are you scared?

“No,” Aubrey replied, shaking her head, but her smile felt strained

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I could get you an assistant to be by your side, someone to accompany you to and from work and help you with your tasks.”

No, thanks,” Aubrey said quickly, shaking her head again. She didn’t want anyone to know about her condition; it drained the people around her. Caleb still has three years, right? His mom can’t do much damage.”

Damon’s gaze turned serious as he stared at Aubrey, but he didn’t push the matter. He rubbed her hand again. “Your hands are cold, and your feet are old too. You haven’t warmed up all night. They say women are made of water, but you’re made of ice.”

Aubrey chuckled at his words, pulling her hand away. “You’re just too hot–blooded. That’s why you think I’m cold.”

With that, she turned and walked toward the dining table.

Damon followed behind her in his wheelchair. “We’re one cold, one hot–a perfect balance. I can lend you my body as a furnace.”

It’s the middle of summer. I don’t need a furnace,” Aubrey said, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

Damon wheeled himself to the opposite side of the table, leaning back in his chair with a relaxed posture, his elbow resting on the armrest. He gave her

knowing smirk. “But I need you.”

We can’t even agree on the air conditioning temperature.”

You have so many excuses for not wanting to share a room with me.”

Aubrey giggled softly.

The housekeeper came out with breakfast, and Aubrey fell into an awkward silence, glancing at Damon’s deep, handsome eyes.

Thankfully, she didn’t see any displeasure there, only tenderness.

Once the housekeeper had left, Aubrey leaned forward, lowering her voice. “I’m right next door. Just send me a text, and I’ll be over. It’s easy.”

I could text you every night.”

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