Pampered By My Mr. Lawyer (Benjamin and Madelyn) novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148 Heartbroken on Christmas Eve

Madelyn's face was burning.

Whenever she felt shy, her cheeks would turn rosy, which was quite charming.

Bryson stared at her intently.

Madelyn tried to maintain a calm tone, "Grayson left earlier."

Bryson nodded.

He continued looking at Madelyn and said, "My car is being serviced, so I took a taxi here. Ms. Green, would you mind giving me a ride?"

Madelyn hesitated.

The man had a perfect temperament, but does he always act so sociable?

It was their first meeting, and he was already asking her for a ride home.

Madelyn was innocent, but Vivian could clearly sense something fishy. Ah, Grayson's cousin obviously had intentions of pursuing Madelyn.

She had heard about Bryson before.

In the Wyatt family, he was known for being upright gentlemen. He was handsome, well-educated, and had high standards.

Unexpectedly, he had fallen in love at first sight with Maddie!

Vivian was currently going through some heartache, yet she was busy scheming for Madelyn.

She shifted her position slightly and smiled coquettishly, "Madelyn, he's Grayson's cousin. If it's convenient for you, why don't you give him a ride? Consider it a favor to me!"

Madelyn couldn't refuse now.

She smiled lightly and said to Bryson, "Sure! Send me the address."

Bryson hadn't dated much, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to. He easily added Madelyn as WhatsApp friend and sent her his address.

Madelyn was quite surprised. Bryson lived close to her.

She gestured for Bryson to get in the car and started the engine.

On the way, Vivian did all the talking.

Bryson was quite respectful to Grayson's "lover", and there is no hint of disrespect in his words. This made Madelyn somewhat like him.

When they arrived, Bryson got out of the car.

He walked up to the driver's side and lightly tapped on the car window.

Madelyn rolled it down...

Bryson smiled, "Thank you, Ms. Green! I'll treat you to dinner another day."

He raised his phone slightly.

Madelyn smiled and agreed, but she thought Bryson was just being polite. They had only met by chance, and they might not see each other again.

Bryson had a meaningful look and left.

When Madelyn started the car again, Vivian yawned, "I'm tired."

She tilted her head and complained, "How long has it been since Grayson touched a woman? He's driving me crazy."

Madelyn's face flushed.

Vivian was too straightforward...

Later on, Jackson reluctantly gave in and tried to move on from that incident.

Vivian stayed with Madelyn for a week and then went back home.

Occasionally, Madelyn heard that Vivian and Grayson hadn't ended things between them and were still in contact. She heard that they even went to Hong Kong and had a great time for a week.

Vivian looked happy and radiant.

Madelyn could only sigh.

She was still limited to the apartment, the music studio, and home... Life is quite boring!

Madelyn gradually got used to this boredom.

On Christmas Eve, Madelyn finished work at six o'clock. The streets were filled with festive atmosphere, and young couples were everywhere.

At times like this, Madelyn couldn't help but think it was time for her to start dating someone.

Camila knew about her breakup with Benjamin and had hinted a few times, trying to introduce someone to her. But Madelyn refused.

Speaking of Camila, her phone rang.

Camila brought up the topic again on the phone, "Madelyn, meet him. He's the vice dean of a university, and he has really good conditions. I've seen him before, and he looks handsome and decent! After the New Year, you'll be twenty-five. You should take this seriously!"

Madelyn looked up at the Christmas lights...

They twinkled and were very cute.

She smiled lightly, "Okay! I'll meet him another day."

Camila chuckled.

"What another day! He wants to spend Christmas Eve with you."

Madelyn was surprised.

After thinking for a while, she finally agreed, "Alright, Camila, give me his WhatsApp."

...

"No need!"

Madelyn was shocked and turned around.

She saw Bryson.