Twin Cupids at Work Daddy Come Home novel Chapter 659

Miles hurried to catch up with Christian, seeing how the old man’s anger made him stumble. He reached out to steady him.

Christian jerked away.

Miles tried again.

Christian glared at him, eyes sharp with warning.

Miles dropped his head, looking all apologetic.

Julian turned his attention back to Madeline. She was already facing him, her gaze searching for reassurance.

He crossed the small distance between them and gently took her hand, his touch warm against her chilled fingers.

From the side, Claire let out a mocking, bitter laugh. “Madeline, do you even realize it? You’re blind. You’ll be blind forever.”

Her laughter grew wild, almost manic. She’d lost everything, so pain was all she had left to give. Watching them suffer seemed to bring her joy now.

Madeline’s hand clenched tighter around Julian’s.

Julian leaned in, voice low and soothing. “Don’t listen to her.”

But Claire kept going, her voice ringing out. “You still don’t get it, do you? You’re blind, Madeline. Forever...forever…”

Julian’s expression hardened. “Get her out of here.”

Two men quickly stepped forward, grabbing Claire by the arms and dragging her away.

Even as she was hauled off, Claire kept shouting, her voice echoing down the hall. “You’ll always be a blind woman, a cripple! I may have lost, but you didn’t win—”

A guard covered Claire’s mouth and hustled her away.

All color seemed to drain from Madeline’s face.

Julian gripped her shoulders gently. “Don’t. Don’t let her get to you. She’s lying. The doctors said you’ll recover.”

Madeline felt as if the ground beneath her was slipping away. Still, she forced her features back to calm and nodded quietly. “Okay.”

Shelly stepped beside her, voice soft and comforting. “Madeline, you’re still not well. You shouldn’t be on your feet so long. Why don’t you let us handle things here? Go get some rest.”

All those thoughts tangled in her chest, heavy and uncertain. She’d always appeared strong and unbothered, but under that armor, she was anxious, fragile even. Now, unable to see, the fear pressed down harder than ever.

What would her life look like if she never regained her sight? Would Noah and Oliver be hurt if they saw her like this? And with Julian—her being blind, her mother’s history with his family—how could they move forward?

Julian’s voice cut through her thoughts, steady and sure. “Your eyes will heal. I promise.”

He continued. “What happened with my father and your mother, it isn’t your fault, and it won’t come between us. I told you I wouldn’t let go of you, and I meant every word.”

It was as if he could see straight into her heart, answering fears she hadn’t dared voice.

Julian’s confidence, the quiet strength in his words, soothed something in her that no one else could reach.

Soon, they arrived at the underground garage. A bodyguard opened the car door, and Julian helped Madeline into the back seat.

As he closed the door, another bodyguard stepped forward. “Boss, Claire’s in custody. Do we take her back to the Capital for further handling?”

Julian’s eyes turned colder than ice. “Yes. Watch her closely. Don’t let anything happen to her.”

Whatever happened to Madeline’s eyes, Claire would answer for it.