NovelEnglishMadelyn didn't feel the need to explain to Zach why she was taking these medications. He was well aware that she had been born prematurely and had been delicate since childhood. When she got sick, her recovery was often a slow process.
About four to five years ago, she had tried to end her life by jumping into the sea. After that incident, her health deteriorated even further.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMoreover, her frequent travels to different places exposed her to various climates and hadn't been kind to her overall health.
A servant knocked on the partially open door and announced, "Mr. Jardin, Ms. Jent, dinner is served. You can have your meals now." Madelyn told Zach, "You can go downstairs and eat now. I'll get Dal dressed up." Zach replied, "I'l wait for you." Madelyn met Zach's gaze for a moment, then quickly averted her eyes. "It's up to you," she said.
Zach took a seat at the end of the bed with Dalton on his lap. Madelyn helped Dalton put on his shirt, while Zach, somewhat clumsily, changed his diaper and dressed him in pants.
Madelyn, focused on dressing Dalton, asked without looking up, "Aren't you planning to return?" "Go back? Where do you want me to go?" Dalton's pants were a bit wrinkled after Zach dressed him, and Zach even tucked the pant legs into his socks Zach understood what she meant. Lately, he had handed over most of his company responsibilities to Cecilia and Kevin.
He had always been career-focused, but since he had married Yvonne, he spent more time monitoring Madelyn and rarely visited the Young residence. It seemed like he had even made this place his new home.
With Zach always being there, Madelyn couldn't go to the hospital for her chemotherapy. It was frustrating. She was not even twenty-five years old yet, and she hadn't had a chance to do the things she wanted. She didn't want to die now. She wanted to live a good life. She believed that as long as she continued to live, there would be hope that she could escape from him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe thought, ‘Zach is in his early thirties, in his prime. His career is thriving. He's the most powerful and influential person in Ventropolis. He'll meet more talented and attractive women in the future. | can't stay in my twenties forever. I'll age, and | might not be as attractive. His feelings for me are temporary. He'll get tired of me, and when that day comes, he'll abandon me.
"Let's have dinner,” Madelyn said, trying to shift away from this train of thought. She didn't want to dwell on it, as it only added to her frustration. She also feared that he might get angry and take it out on innocent people.
Madelyn placed a hat on Dalton, and Zach carried him downstairs to eat. Today was the latest they had dinner.
"Do you have any plans for the funeral?" Zach broke the silence. This was the first time he had asked Madelyn for her opinion on Hayson's death.
She replied, "Keep it simple. | don't want a big crowd." Zach said, "Father left a will. He wanted to be buried alongside your mother and transfer all the remaining Jent family assets to you. Tomorrow, a lawyer will come to take care of it. Azure Corporation is still running, and since you don't know how to manage a company, I'll handle it for now. When you're ready to take over, I'll pass it on to you.
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