Madeleine suddenly felt hot all over, her ears burning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow strange.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She mumbled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Strange that she didn\u2019t hate Roderick that much anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she was little, the thing she resisted most was Roderick\u00a0<\/p>\n
touching her. Back then, if they accidentally made contact,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine would have wanted to chop her own hand off in\u00a0<\/p>\n
disgust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
People really do change.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine pursed her lips, staring at Roderick\u2019s face for a while\u00a0<\/p>\n
longer. He had a high nose bridge and deep\u2013set features. Even\u00a0<\/p>\n
lying in a not\u2013so\u2013elegant position, his face was still very\u00a0<\/p>\n
attractive.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If nothing else, he was at least much more attractive than\u00a0<\/p>\n
Edward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Edward, Edward\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damn it, I\u2019m thinking about him again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine raised a hand to tap her head, shaking it in annoyance to keep her thoughts from wandering.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was late, and Madeleine yawned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had been so tired from the day at the amusement park that\u00a0<\/p>\n
she could barely keep her eyes open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It\u2019s just that Roderick was holding onto her, and she couldn\u2019t get\u00a0<\/p>\n
away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhatever, I\u2019ll just make do for one night.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, Madeleine curled up next to Roderick and fell asleep\u00a0<\/p>\n
a short while later.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The two of them woke up at around the same time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick opened his eyes, the discomfort of his hangover\u00a0<\/p>\n
making him furrow his brow.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d been so agitated last night, he\u2019d forgotten how much hard\u00a0<\/p>\n
liquor he had drunk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What happened later\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick stared in astonishment at the person half\u2013lying on him,\u00a0<\/p>\n
too shocked to breathe for a moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMmm\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine turned her head to the other side because of his\u00a0<\/p>\n
movement, and Roderick\u2019s face darkened at the sight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was a large wet patch on his chest. This woman actually drooled in her sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t originally planned to wake Madeleine, intending to let her keep sleeping.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who knew she would wake up right at that moment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHm?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine blinked a couple of times and patted her \u201cpillow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was soft and warm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It took her a good while to come to her senses.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ah!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was Roderick\u2019s chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine quickly pushed herself up, and not paying attention, her leg brushed against a place it shouldn\u2019t have, causing\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick\u2019s brow to lock and his face to stiffen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, sorry!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine apologized frantically, too shy to look down, and\u00a0<\/p>\n
could only press her hands together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A vein throbbed on Roderick\u2019s forehead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a long moment, he finally spoke: \u201cIt\u2019s\u2026 fine. Just get off\u00a0<\/p>\n
me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Two minutes later, Madeleine, wearing Roderick\u2019s oversized\u00a0<\/p>\n
slippers, fled the study as if escaping.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her heart pounding, Madeleine wasn\u2019t looking and almost ran\u00a0<\/p>\n
into Kirsten Wilson.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Ma\u2019am, please slow down.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kirsten steadied Madeleine, who had almost tripped, looking in\u00a0<\/p>\n
surprise at her, then at the slippers on her feet, and then at the\u00a0<\/p>\n
study door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am, did you sleep in the study last night?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cUh, I\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before Madeleine could say anything, the study door opened\u00a0<\/p>\n
again, and a barefoot Roderick emerged in a wrinkled shirt, also\u00a0<\/p>\n
looking like he had just woken up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kirsten\u2019s eyes widened. She looked at Madeleine, then at\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick, and a wild idea popped into her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The master and missus spent the night in the study!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Right now, Kirsten really wished she had a megaphone to tell\u00a0<\/p>\n
everyone the good news.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSir, ma\u2019am, why did you sleep in the study? There\u2019s only one\u00a0<\/p>\n
sofa in there, right?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kirsten couldn\u2019t hold back a smile. Seeing Roderick\u2019s shoes on\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine, she quickly said:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s getting chilly, don\u2019t catch a cold. Sir, you go stand on the\u00a0<\/p>\n
carpet, I\u2019ll get you some slippers.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After saying that, she turned away, covering her mouth and\u00a0<\/p>\n
giggling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine\u2019s face turned as red as a baboon\u2019s butt, and she\u00a0<\/p>\n
silently slipped into the bedroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After dawdling for half an hour to wash up, Madeleine finally\u00a0<\/p>\n
went downstairs, her stomach growling with hunger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only her son was at the dining table, eating obediently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHmm?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Where\u2019s your dad?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDad went to take a call.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine pointed at the table, \u201cIsn\u2019t this his phone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, didn\u2019t you know Dad has two phones?\u00a0<\/p>\n
One for personal use, and one for work.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Madeleine raised an eyebrow and clicked her\u00a0<\/p>\n
tongue. \u201cTwo phones, huh\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It\u2019s never a good thing when a man has two phones.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That\u2019s how it always is on TV shows. When a man has two\u00a0<\/p>\n
phones, it usually means he has two families.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 70\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hiss\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine narrowed her eyes, looking at the phone on the\u00a0<\/p>\n
table.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was Roderick\u2019s formally and legitimately wedded wife, so\u00a0<\/p>\n
looking at his phone wasn\u2019t illegal, right?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The thought only flashed through Madeleine\u2019s mind for a\u00a0<\/p>\n
second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Prying into someone\u2019s privacy requires their consent, and she\u00a0<\/p>\n
had no intention of doing that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as she sat down, the phone on the table chimed several\u00a0<\/p>\n
times.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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