Chapter 44
Chapter 44
After a final glance at Gerry, who took the hint to handle the
rest, Roderick walked away.
Their earlier price negotiations had already tried Roderick’s
patience. Now they dared joke about Madeleine.
They’d crossed a line.
Frankly, even Gerry found it unacceptable.
Watching Roderick leave, Benny sobered instantly, cold dread
washing over him.
“He’s leaving? I was just joking! I didn’t mean it!”
His assistant pleaded, “Mr. Hammond, please explain! Our boss
is drunk! We can’t cancel this deal!”
“Apologies,” Gerry stated professionally.
“The decision is final. All future collaborations are terminated.”
Benny staggered.
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The Livingston Group was their biggest client. They’d committed their entire cash flow to this partnership.
Cancellation meant immediate financial crisis.
“Wait! We’ll keep the original price.
“We’ll lower it!”
Observing their desperation, Gerry allowed himself a faint,
contemptuous smile.
With a curt nod, he left with the team.
Roderick had made the right call. Some people weren’t worth
working with.
Roderick returned home after midnight.
Late returns were normal.
During the company’s expansion, he’d worked most nights and
attended numerous dinners.
Coming back to an empty villa had become routine.
Tonight felt different.
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He’d just removed his shoes when he noticed the figure on the
sofa.
The soft glow from the floor lamp illuminated Madeleine, fast
asleep.
A blanket draped over her had slipped halfway to the floor, a
book resting loosely in her hand.
His heart clenched. His body stiffened.
“Was she waiting for me?” he wondered.
He didn’t dare hope. The pain of disappointed hopes was too
familiar.
Removing his jacket, he approached and gently took the book
from her hand.
She stirred, kicking the blanket off completely. He smiled
faintly.
The early autumn night was cool. Her hands and feet felt cold.
Roderick lifted her into his arms to carry her to bed.
After a few steps, she mumbled in her sleep, rubbed her eyes,
and woke.
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“Hmm? Ricki?”
Her voice was thick with sleep, mind still foggy.
His face hovered so close she couldn’t tell dream from reality.
A moment later, she realized he was carrying her, her arm
around his neck.
“You’re… back?” she said, feeling awkward.
They’d known each other since they were in diapers, so ending
up as his wife and now being held so intimately felt completely
cringeworthy.
“Yes. Why sleep on the sofa?”
Noting she woke and didn’t resist, he continued upstairs.
“Just tired. Wanted to wait for you.”
His heart softened.
“Don’t wait next time. Rest early.”
“Dad made you soup. Made me promise to watch you drink it.
It’s probably cold now. Let me heat it.”
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“No need. I’ll handle it.”
His tone sounded different tonight. She leaned closer, sniffing.
“How much did you drink?”
She didn’t realize her movement brought her scent washing
over him.
His breath caught, heartbeat stuttered. His arms tightened
almost imperceptibly around her, his Adam’s apple bobbing in a
hard swallow.
“Not much.”
Roderick answered instinctively, his voice huskier than before.
He quickened his pace, carrying Madeleine back to the master
bedroom and laying her on the bed before he lost control.
Just as he was about to leave, his eyes fell on her feet, and his
brows instantly furrowed.
“What happened to your feet?”
Madeleine had studied ballet from a young age, so her toes
were slightly deformed.
Later, when she grew up, Edward once mocked her feet as ugly,
so she never wore ballet shoes again. She had even undergone
some cosmetic surgery to restore her toes.
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