Madelyn knew that Zach was different in this lifetime. He no longer pushed her to the brink of despair. She acknowledged his past actions and had even been moved by him at times. However, whenever she thought of Dalton, she told herself that it was all just his trickery, a way to manipulate her into compliance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had nearly forgotten that Zach's greatest talent was manipulating emotions. Despite everything, she could not forgive him.
Back in her room, Madelyn took out a pill, thinking, "Zach, you're not the only one with schemes! This is my last chance to leave.
I've had enough of your game, pretending to comply.’ The next morning was typical for the holiday season, unremarkable compared to those moments at the Jent residence.
While brushing Madelyn's hair, Zach said, "The visiting ladies are from our partner companies. If they bother you, we can send them away." Madelyn, watching him in the mirror, replied, "They brought many gifts and I've stored them in the warehouse. Perhaps we should return them." "Keep what you want, discard the rest," Zach said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMadelyn, feeling a headache, requested, "I don't feel like socializing for the next few days. Their constant visits are overwhelming." The wealthy ladies visited frequently, either for tea or card games. They kept losing their money to Madelyn on purpose as a courtesy to Zach. The sums were substantial, enough for a down payment in Ventropolis. But Madelyn disliked the attention, as well as the fact that she felt obligated to entertain them since they had already visited.
Madelyn suddenly thought of Jadie. 'I haven't seen Jadie since | returned to Ventropolis.' She asked, "When is Jadie returning?" "She's recovering and should be back soon. I'll have Kevin check her schedule later in the afternoon.” Zach replied, finishing her hair.
‘Recovering? What happened to her?" Madelyn wondered, asking, "What's she been doing abroad?" "She's been receiving psychiatric treatment," Zach explained. "Her emotional state got worse, so | sent her abroad for her studies and treatment.” Madelyn nodded and thought, 'Jadie’s love for Zach was no less obsessive than Yvonne's. Both were obsessed. If Jadie learns of our marriage, what then?" Zach saw Madelyn was deep in thought. He lifted her onto his lap, and reassured her, "She'll cope. If not, we'll send her back for more treatment.” He tilted her chin up and kissed her.
Madelyn protested, "Stop, | don't want to mess up my clothes. I'm hungry. Get some food and send it to my studio.” Zach left with a smile, calling her, "Yes, Mrs. Jardin." Finally left alone, Madelyn angrily wiped her lips, her indifferent expression reflected in the mirror.