The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 171

Madeline Monroe was busy until she clocked out at six. When she walked out of the office building, Hunter Holt was waiting at the entrance.

He saw Madeline walking toward him.

"Madeline..."

"Hunter, are you waiting for me?"

"Yeah. Weren't you struggling to find someone for the next magazine cover?"

"As it turns out, one of our corporate partners has some free time."

"Are you free to grab dinner together right now?"

Madeline thought about it. She didn't have any plans tonight anyway.

Knowing York Yates's temper, if there were any real emergency, he would have shown up already. So, she agreed.

By the time Madeline finished dinner with the female entrepreneur, it was already nine o'clock. She got into her car to head home and suddenly realized York had left over ten missed calls.

She had muted her phone during a meeting earlier and completely forgot to turn the sound back on.

At the end of the day, they were still married. Madeline didn't want to cause any unnecessary friction, so she called him back.

To her surprise, the man seemed intent on acting against her—he didn't answer at all.

Madeline found it baffling. After her third call went unanswered, she didn't bother trying again.

When she returned to Azure Bay, it was already nine o'clock, and the entire villa was pitch black.

Madeline assumed York had gone out. Just as she reached for the light switch, she heard a familiar male voice behind her.

"Where did you go?"

Madeline flipped on the lights and changed her shoes, only then noticing York sitting alone on the sofa.

On the nearby dining table sat an elaborate feast, looking incredibly lavish.

A hint of hesitation flickered in her chest.

Did York call her home tonight to celebrate something?

No, even if he had some good news to celebrate, he wouldn't be doing it with her.

"Something came up at work," Madeline said faintly.

The man, who had been sitting on the couch, suddenly strode toward her.

He gripped her waist, pulling her body flush against his.

Madeline frowned, her expression openly displeased.