Over here, Roderick saw the elevator move and got up to walk\u00a0<\/p>\n
over.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The elevator doors opened, and Madeleine, with a pained\u00a0<\/p>\n
expression, practically fell onto Roderick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cQuick, quick!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Help me, my legs are like jelly and my feet are killing me. I can\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
stand up anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick\u2019s expression changed slightly. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine: \u201cThat girl Minerva has way too much stamina\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick didn\u2019t say a word and swept Madeleine into his arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She let out a soft cry, instinctively wrapping her arms around his\u00a0<\/p>\n
neck, her cheek against his firm chest, where she could clearly\u00a0<\/p>\n
hear his powerful heartbeat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou haven\u2019t danced in years and you still tried to show off?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick scolded her in a low voice, but his steps were\u00a0<\/p>\n
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exceptionally steady, afraid of jostling her even the slightest bit.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine mumbled in his arms, \u201cI was just trying to set an\u00a0<\/p>\n
example for my cousin\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And I didn\u2019t want to lose face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the bathroom, Roderick adjusted the water temperature with\u00a0<\/p>\n
one hand, while the other still held her securely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The warm steam gradually filled the air, fogging up the mirror.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He tested the water temperature before carefully setting her\u00a0<\/p>\n
down on the edge of the bathtub.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCan you get undressed by yourself?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick\u2019s voice was a little hoarse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine blinked, a playful mood suddenly striking her. \u201cWhat\u00a0<\/p>\n
if I say I can\u2019t?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as the words left her mouth, she saw Roderick\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
Adam\u2019s apple bob, his eyes filled with desire.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine quickly backed off, chuckling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJust kidding, I can do it myself. You should get out now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cMm.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Predictably disappointed, Roderick nodded and left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He went downstairs, personally warmed up some milk for\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine, and when he brought it up, he saw Kevin coming out\u00a0<\/p>\n
of his room, hugging a small pillow.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick frowned at him. \u201cNot asleep yet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kevin blinked his big eyes. \u201cI want to sleep with you guys.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick walked over, took the pillow from his hands, and said\u00a0<\/p>\n
seriously, \u201cMom and I have work stuff to talk about.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll just sleep next to you. I won\u2019t bother you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, it\u2019s classified.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kevin was speechless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Classified?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Does he think a four\u2013year\u2013old kid is going to eavesdrop and leak\u00a0<\/p>\n
secrets?\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Kevin pouted but was still persistent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen when can I sleep with Mom and Dad?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNext time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen is next time?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll tell you when the time comes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the span of just a few sentences, Roderick had already\u00a0<\/p>\n
coaxed the child back into his room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kevin wanted to press for a specific time, but he was pushed\u00a0<\/p>\n
down onto the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBe a good boy and sleep. Your mom is very busy, don\u2019t make\u00a0<\/p>\n
her worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment his mom was mentioned, Kevin instantly became\u00a0<\/p>\n
more sensible than anyone, shrinking his neck and nodding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick turned and left, finally letting out a sigh of relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Good thing Madeleine was in the shower. If she had heard the kid say he wanted to sleep with them, she would have definitely\u00a0<\/p>\n
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agreed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After her bath, Madeleine was so tired she didn\u2019t have an ounce\u00a0<\/p>\n
of strength left in her body.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She called out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRoderick, can you come blow\u2013dry my hair? I can\u2019t lift my arms.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing her call, Roderick went in with the warm milk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine was sitting at the vanity wrapped in a bathrobe, her\u00a0<\/p>\n
long, wet hair draped over her shoulders, glowing softly under\u00a0<\/p>\n
the light.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was gently dabbing the ends of her hair with a towel, the\u00a0<\/p>\n
movement clearly a struggle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDrink this first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine looked annoyed. \u201cI already told you I can\u2019t lift my\u00a0<\/p>\n
arms. You feed me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After speaking, she looked at Roderick expectantly, and that\u00a0<\/p>\n
look alone made his heart itch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was nothing he could do. Who could say no when Chase\u00a0<\/p>\n
gave an order? Roderick could only sigh helplessly, but his eyes\u00a0<\/p>\n
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were filled with a doting smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He walked to Madeleine\u2019s side and gently brought the glass of\u00a0<\/p>\n
milk to her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s cooled for a bit, it shouldn\u2019t be hot.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He murmured, tilting his wrist at the perfect angle so Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n
could sip it without any trouble.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she finished the milk, he took the towel from her and\u00a0<\/p>\n
gently wiped the ends of her hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He plugged in the hairdryer, tested the temperature, and then\u00a0<\/p>\n
carefully lifted her long hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The warm air brushed through her hair, his fingers weaving\u00a0<\/p>\n
through it, his movements so gentle it was as if he were\u00a0<\/p>\n
handling a rare treasure.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine was truly exhausted. She felt like she couldn\u2019t even\u00a0<\/p>\n
hold her head up anymore, leaning back against Roderick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick\u2019s movements were gentle, but he didn\u2019t dare to be\u00a0<\/p>\n
careless, meticulously drying her hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he ran his fingers through her hair, he lowered his gaze, his\u00a0<\/p>\n
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eyes unconsciously landing on the fair nape of her neck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 156\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella\u2019s storytelling style is immersive and addictive\u2014perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.<\/p>\n
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