NovelEnglishChapter 448 Madelyn did not know why, but she somewhat wanted to know Zach’s answer.
The room was strangely silent as he blew her hair. Her hair was long, slightly wavy, dense, and not easy to dry. It was very difficult to take care of. She would take over an hour to dry her hair completely. Most of the time, she would only dry it halfway.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe would then place a towel under her head and go to bed.
It was just past midnight when Zach finished blowing Madelyn’s hair.
The night was still long, she did not know how to pass the time.
Zach turned her head and looked at the messy room. He then carried her and walked out of the room. Madelyn knew she could not stop what he wanted to do. So, she did not resist.
When he was carrying her downstairs, they ran into Margaret who was going upstairs.
‘Oh my, what are they doing? | don’t even dare to look,” Margaret thought before saying, “Mr. Jardin, | just came up to check. Do you still want the chicken soup? It won't be nice to drink after tomorrow.” Zach coldly glanced at her, “Bring some food to my room.” Margaret wondered why he had said that and with a somewhat shaky voice, she replied, “S-Sure.” She watched the two of them bewilderedly as she thought, ‘Oh my goodness, there’s something inappropriate going on between them! Oh my, oh my god.’ # Margaret did not dare to waste any time. She immediately brought some food upstairs. She knocked on the door before entering the room, and to her surprise, she found Zach helping Madelyn change her clothes on the bed. He had just finished guiding her arm through the sleeve and was pulling the shirt down. The sight startled Margaret so much that she nearly dropped the food she was carrying.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe thought, ‘Did he just see her naked?’ Zach instructed, “Put the food down and tidy up the room upstairs.” Madelyn responded indifferently, “No need. I'll take care of it tomorrow. It's late, Margaret. You should go get some rest.” “O-Okay. Ms. Jent, remember to eat. Don't starve.” Madelyn replied, “Okay.” Zach's room was simply decorated in a gray and white theme. There was nothing but a few documents on the table. It was impossible to tell that someone was living in this room.
Zach picked up the chicken soup and fed it to Madelyn, “Get some rest after you finish eating. I'll take you out tomorrow.” “I've told you to stop taking care of me. You should go take care of Jadie instead! You're her boyfriend. She won't be happy that you stay at my house all the time.” Madelyn turned her head to avoid looking at him. She looked indifferent throughout.
Zach, “Madelyn, must you talk to me like this?” Madelyn responded, “How else do you want me to talk to you? Should | beg you to spare me or thank you for your generosity for not killing me? To be honest, being in my current situation isn’t any different from being dead. I'm just unwilling to accept this. I've died once. And yet, | still can’t escape your control. You don’t have to feel sorry for me and suddenly show mercy. There's no point in doing what you're doing too.
“I've said that | won't kill myself. I'll stay alive. But | just need time to move on from the sufferings you've brought me.
“I don’t know if | can truly move on. But please stop doing these things in the future! If you have some shred of affection from when | treated you as a brother and if there's still a slight bond between us, let me be alone. | really don’t want to see you anymore.” Zach emitted a chilling vibe. He gripped Madelyn’s cheeks and forced her to look at him, “You'll have to see me even if you don’t want to. Even if | drive you insane, you'll have to spend the rest of your life by my side.
“If you want to live, be obedient to me.”
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