NovelEnglishThere had to be a decision made. If Ethan chose Madelyn, it would mean losing both Donna and their child.
If he truly wished to keep his child, then it would depend on whether Madelyn could accept the child's existence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOf course, Donna hoped that Madelyn would gracefully step back. Even if their bond was deep, she believed it couldn't surpass the fact she had borne Ethan's child.
Ethan made a call, and it was quickly answered.
He remained silent.
Madelyn inquired, "Ethan? You called me just now. Did you have something to tell me?" Hearing her voice, which seemed to betray no unusual emotion, Ethan hesitantly said, "I must have dialed accidentally..." Madelyn responded, "I noticed there was no sound on the other end, so | hung up. | was actually going to call you back to let you know that I've returned to Venturia. My father fell ill, and | need to take care of him for a few days. I'm sorry for not informing you sooner." Somehow, Ethan felt relieved. "Okay. I'll come over now. Maybe | can help by contacting a doctor. Is your father's condition serious?" Madelyn replied with a hint of detachment, "The situation isn't clear right now. The doctor will come tomorrow. You don't need to trouble yourself. | have some matters to attend to, so I'll hang up now." "Alright, I'l come to see you tomorrow." There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before Madelyn responded, "Mhm." She then ended the call.
Madelyn had spent the entire day by Hayson's bedside, attending to him with unwavering dedication. While tidying up the room, she stumbled upon a photo album tucked beneath a drawer in Hayson's wardrobe.
Upon opening it, she found pictures of several familiar faces, yet she couldn't recall their names. They looked like good men, but she knew they were former mafia leaders.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm‘Father always seemed like a loner. | never knew he had connections with so many people in the past.’ Throughout the thick album, Madelyn couldn't find a single picture of her mother, leaving her somewhat disheartened.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Madelyn— | mean Ms. Jent, dinner's ready." Madelyn shot Rosario an icy glare, "I'll come down later." She put the album back in the drawer and stood up, noticing that Rosario was still in the room. However, she dismissively ignored Rosario's presence and closed the window. The weather was cold, and people could easily fall sick.
"Madelyn..." Rosario began, holding back tears.
Madelyn interrupted, "If there's nothing else, please leave. | don't wish to see you right now, and we have nothing to discuss.” Suddenly, Rosario rushed forward and knelt before Madelyn. "It's all my fault. Poisoned you was my idea, Madelyn... | was wrong! My past grudges blinded me. If you want to hate or punish someone, let it be me. Whatever punishment you think | deserve, I'll accept.” Madelyn's face was devoid of any evident anger as she looked down at Rosario. Madelyn had been through so much in the past that nothing could faze her anymore. Yet, in her previous life, she had died without knowing that the person indirectly responsible for her death was someone so close to her.
"I've already forgiven you. Please stand up," Madelyn said, her voice was calm.
"Rosario?! What are you doing?" Jadie rushed in, pulling Rosario to her feet. "Zach?!" Jadie cast a pleading look at Zach for assistance.
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