Night Carved Paths Into Silence by Zyrel Ash ` 270
Under the high–intensity training, Madeleine was exhausted on
the very first day.
She came home and collapsed onto the sofa, her legs and feet
aching terribly, and of all times, Rebecca showed up at the
house.
Madeleine didn’t even have the strength to get up and greet
her.
“Rebecca, you’re here.”
“What’s wrong with you?”
Rebecca frowned, looking Madeleine up and down.
Seeing how exhausted she was, listlessly massaging her own
legs, she widened her eyes, glanced around to see that Kevin
wasn’t there, and then spoke:
“I know you two are close, but it shouldn’t be… like this. How
many rounds did you go? Your legs have turned to jelly.”
“Pfft…”
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Madeleine couldn’t help but spit.
“Go what rounds? Rebecca, what on earth is going on in that
head of yours?”
“Isn’t it?”
Rebecca clicked her tongue, poking the hickey on Madeleine’s
neck.
“This mark is still here.”
“Uh.”
Madeleine touched her neck, a little embarrassed.
How should I put this… The culprit was indeed Roderick.
Last night, he was like a puppy, just sucking and sucking. He
was also worried about tiring me out, so after all the kissing
and touching, he just went to take a cold shower.
It was both annoying and funny.
She reluctantly told Rebecca what she’d been up to lately. After listening, Rebecca narrowed her eyes and clicked her tongue.
“I never would have guessed, Madeleine. You have such a
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competitive side.”
She patted Madeleine’s shoulder. “Alright, you focus on your dancing. I’ll find some time to keep an eye on your company.”
“Thanks, Rebecca. You’re the best.”
Madeleine was so touched she was about to hug Rebecca, but
was pushed away in mock disgust.
“Alright, go hug your Ricki. I was wondering why he asked me to come over and keep you company for no reason. Turns out he was just trying to recruit me for free labor.”
Rebecca couldn’t help but roll her eyes. He must have known
she wouldn’t just stand by and do nothing.
Knowing Madeleine was having a tough time, she would
definitely step in to help.
Hiss… That damn Roderick, he’s so calculating.
After chatting for a while, Rebecca checked the time. “I’ve got to
“Not staying for dinner?”
Madeleine blinked, asking knowingly, “You have a date?”
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“Nosy, aren’t you?”
Rebecca shot her a look, but the corners of her mouth lifted
uncontrollably.
Madeleine leaned over the sofa and called out after her,
“Rebecca, remember what I said! A true heart for a true heart~”
A real person for a true heart.
Rebecca remembered those words. She had arranged to have
dinner with Adrian and deliberately chose a place he used to
frequent.
She arrived early, and the restaurant was mostly empty.
As soon as the restaurant owner saw Rebecca, he came over
with a wide smile to greet her.
“Miss, didn’t Professor Shaw come with you?”
Rebecca’s hand paused as she was flipping through the menu.
“Owner, you know me and Professor Shaw?”
“Of course, how could I not? Professor Shaw is a regular here,
and you’re the first young lady he’s ever brought here alone. Oh,
right, Professor Shaw also said before to let him know if you
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came.”
The owner said, his face beaming.
“You two look great together. Are you a couple yet?”
Rebecca’s gaze faltered.
She remembered coming here for dinner with Madeleine last time and running into Adrian halfway through the meal.
She had thought it was a coincidence.
Apparently not.
Adrian was much more cunning than she had imagined.
“Well, speak of the devil.”
The owner’s tone was joyful as he looked up towards the
entrance.
Adrian walked in from outside. His eyes scanned the room, locked onto Rebecca, and a barely perceptible smile appeared
on his usually indifferent face.
The owner waved at Adrian with a smile, gesturing for him to sit
down.
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“We got some fresh Yellow Croaker in today. How about a
Braised Yellow Croaker in Clay Pot for you two?”
Adrian came over and sat down, politely declining with a smile,
“No, thank you. Let’s look at something else.”
The owner persisted with his recommendation, saying the
Yellow Croaker was from a local lake and very fresh.
“She doesn’t like fishy smells, so we should probably avoid
seafood.”
At these words, Rebecca looked up in surprise.
After they ordered, she frowned and asked, “How did you know
I don’t like it?”
Actually, it wasn’t that Rebecca refused to eat it.
She was just sensitive to the fishy smell; she could eat it if she
had to, she just didn’t like it.
“A guess. I noticed the last few times we ate that you hardly
touch any seafood.”
Rebecca pressed her lips together.
Just how many things about him did she not know?
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