The Remorseful Brothers (Linda and Wilson) novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 

Madeline was at her breaking point. “Can you please stop bringing it up!” She was so embarrassed she could practically dig a hole with her toes Thinking. He wants to wash my panties‘ 1 might as well die! 

“Thanks for the hot water bottle and the chowder, but I need to rest now. Could you leave me alone in peace?” Madeline said. 

“Are you mad?” Eugene sounded puzzled. All he did was see Madeline’s underwear–was that such a big deal? Slowly, he realized the harsh truth that she didn’t consider him family at all. 

Eugene cleared his throat and sat on the edge of the bed. “Go ahead and sleep. I’ll watch over you,” 

Madeline lay on the bed and clutched her pillow tightly with furrowed brows. “I can’t sleep with someone watching. I’m not your room and do whatever you want.” 

I’m not used to 

to it. Please, go to 

As long as Eugene wasn’t around, Madeline would not be embarrassed anymore. She waved him off, desperate to ease her awkwardnes. “Go” 

Sighing in defeat, Eugene left Madeline’s room, gently closing the door behind him. His phone rang just as he stepped out Hey, there’s a big party in the capital–lots of pretty models and celebrities. You in?” 

“Piss off.” Eugene replied flatly. “One more call like this and you’re blocked. Next time don’t-” 

Eugene’s friend was battled on the other end of the call. “Aren’t you the life of every party? The most sought–after rich kid? What’s going on with you now! Blink if you’ve been kidnapped!” 

“When have I ever been reckless? Eugene clicked his tongue. “You know my reputation better than anyone.” 

“True, but come on, even if you’re clean–cut, a little fun never hurt anyone, Eugene’s friend insisted 

Fed up with the nonsense, Eugene impatiently hung up the phone. He was still up for proper gatherings, but anything 

question 

shady w 

was out of the 

On her way to set down the bowl, Madeline overheard Eugene’s conversation from the doorway. With narrowed eyes, she teased, “Ahh, no wonder you’re so unrestrained. You’ve been going to those parties, huh?” 

“I surf the net too, you know. Those p 

parties are for the filthy rich to Madeline began. 

Before Madeline could finish. Eugene hurriedly covered her mouth. “Maddie, don’t talk nonsense.” 

Madeline wrinkled her nose in defiance. Im not talking to you anymore. Im going to put the dishes away.” 

Eugene rubbed his temple, inwardly cursing his unlucky streak. Years of being virtuous, only to have his reputation tarnished in one fell swoop. He wondered how he could pursue Madeline now 

As Eugene fiddled with his phone, he made plans to take Madeline to one of his gatherings, to show her they were far from scandalous. 

Madeline was particularly tired as she was in menstruation. She returned to her room, feeling a dull ache in her bones. Collapsing onto the bed, she grabbed a small massage stick to ease her sore shoulders, 

Before long, Engene slipped back in, shedding his shoes and sliding under Madeline’s blanket Taking the massage stick from her hand, he teased, “Why use that when you’ve got me, a living person right here?” 

Suppressing the urge to kick Eugene off the bed, Madeline tried to be polite “Eugene, aren’t you a little old to be sneaking into my bed?” Unfazed. Eugene began to massage Madeline’s shoulders, his hands skillful and firm. To her surprise, it felt really good. 

Madeline narrowed her eyes in contentment but still protested, “If Caleb comes home and sees this, he’ll definitely get the wrong idea.” 

“Relax. I’m just helping you feel better. Eugene grinned, his long fingers moving deftly across Madeline’s tense muscles, His face, annoyingly handsome, made it all the more distracting. 

Madeline couldn’t deny it anymore–this felt even better than a professional massage. “All right, but you better leave before Caleb comes home, Go 

to your room 

“Of course.” Eugene arched an eyebrow playfully. “I wouldn’t want to make things difficult for you. How’s this pressure, Maddie! I heard girls feel. achy on their period. Tell me, where do you hurt? 

“Mummy lock, especially along the spine and my thighs are sore too? Madeline muttered, on the verge of Lalling asleep. The soreness in her body had card significantly thanks to Eigene’s skillful massage, 

Clupter 180 

Yet, every time Eugene pressed certain spots, Madeline couldn’t help but giggle as it tickled. 

Half–awake, Madeline caught bits of Eugene’s words. “To a man of integrity and have never joined any shady gatherings. Some friends have tried 

drag me along, but I’ve always firmly refused” 

“After all. I in devosed to marrying you, Maddie Eugene’s gaze softened as he added earnestly. “If you ever misunderstood me. I’d be truly 

heanbroken” 

Madeline yawned, her voice languid, “Men… having some hobbies is normal. It’s fine.” 

Eugene’s hand froze, and his expression darkened. A glint flashed in his eyes. “Is your thigh sore, 

Maddie?” he asked. 

Then, Eugene pulled the blanket back slightly, his hands sliding from her back to her thighs. His fingers deliberately kneaded upward from her knees. “How’s the pressure!” 

“Mm, very comfortable. Madeline replied sleepily. 

Eugene hunimed, his hands creeping higher. Madeline was wearing thick, fluffy loungewear, but even through the fabric, she could tell something wasn’t night. 

feel so off? “Okay, that’s enough.” She quickly waved him off, stifling laughter as the 

Madeline thought, “Is he doing it properly? Why does this fe tickling became unbearable. “Stop, that’s enough” 

“Why? I’m just giving you a