[Charlotte: You have to eat, no matter how busy you are.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a long while, Charlotte sent another message.\u00a0<\/p>\n
[Charlotte: Bradley, you should get a girlfriend.]\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instantly, Bradley\u2019s face fell. He shut off his phone and threw it\u00a0<\/p>\n
onto the sofa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bradley\u2019s expression changed quickly, and by the time they\u00a0<\/p>\n
were eating, he was acting like nothing had happened, raising\u00a0<\/p>\n
his glass to toast Madeleine\u2019s parents.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine watched him downing the Vodka and said coolly, \u201cDr.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kline, aren\u2019t you afraid of getting drunk again?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bradley almost choked on the burn of the Vodka.\u00a0<\/p>\n
About that time he got drunk over Spicy Numbing Hot Pot, even\u00a0<\/p>\n
though the couple never said anything about it afterward,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bradley could guess that Roderick must have told her\u00a0<\/p>\n
everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Otherwise, Madeleine wouldn\u2019t give him that weird look every\u00a0<\/p>\n
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time she saw him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shot Madeleine a warning look, then went back to cheerfully\u00a0<\/p>\n
chatting with the elder Mosleys.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bradley had plenty to talk about and knew how to liven up the\u00a0<\/p>\n
mood, so the elders were all quite fond of him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a few rounds of drinks, Harold, Clarissa, and Bradley were\u00a0<\/p>\n
all feeling tipsy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clarissa held onto Bradley, insisting that she had to introduce\u00a0<\/p>\n
him to a girl so he could get married soon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bradley agreed on an impulse, \u201cSure, Auntie!\u00a0<\/p>\n
You just tell me when the blind date is, and I\u2019ll be there!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bradley had definitely had too much to drink; after a few\u00a0<\/p>\n
glasses of Vodka, his tongue was heavy and he couldn\u2019t speak\u00a0<\/p>\n
clearly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick was worried the guy would start spouting nonsense in front of his future in\u2013laws, so he quickly had someone help take\u00a0<\/p>\n
him to a guest room to rest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Taking this opportunity, Harold called Madeleine out to the yard\u00a0<\/p>\n
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for a private word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMaddie, come over and tell Dad, what\u2019s on your mind?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine leaned in closer with a curious look.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, you\u2019re not drunk?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harold smiled mysteriously, \u201cYour old man has seen his fair\u00a0<\/p>\n
share of business dinners. I\u2019m not going to get knocked out\u00a0<\/p>\n
that easily.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was just to save Bradley some face, so it wouldn\u2019t be so\u00a0<\/p>\n
embarrassing for him to get drunk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine was amazed. \u201cThe older, the wiser.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTell Dad, what are your plans for starting the company? Are\u00a0<\/p>\n
you\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, you must have guessed what I\u2019m thinking.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine forced a smile and shrugged.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened over the past few years was my doing. Even\u00a0<\/p>\n
though I have amnesia, I won\u2019t deny the mistakes I made. I just\u00a0<\/p>\n
want to make up for it now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She took a deep breath, trying to exhale all the tightness in her\u00a0<\/p>\n
chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSince I was the one who made our family go bankrupt and cost\u00a0<\/p>\n
you your career, I should be the one to take responsibility.\u201c\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harold didn\u2019t speak, his gaze deep and fixed on Madeleine for a\u00a0<\/p>\n
long time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For Harold, it wasn\u2019t surprising at all that his daughter would\u00a0<\/p>\n
think this way.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because this was the true nature of the Madeleine he had\u00a0<\/p>\n
raised.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He felt a wave of melancholy, and before he knew it, his eyes\u00a0<\/p>\n
had turned red.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harold took a couple of steps closer and patted Madeleine\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
shoulder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSweetheart, your mom and I never blamed you. At most\u2026 we\u00a0<\/p>\n
were just a little disappointed at the time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He sighed heavily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were like a different person back then. Your mother and I\u00a0<\/p>\n
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couldn\u2019t believe you\u2019d fallen for that Edward guy. And not just\u00a0<\/p>\n
fallen for him\u2014it was like you were possessed, giving him every\u00a0<\/p>\n
advantage.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Those past events often weighed on Harold. For countless days and nights, he and his wife had secretly wiped away their tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe just thought you were cursed, that it was ghost\u00a0<\/p>\n
possession. But slowly, we realized you seemed to be in pain\u00a0<\/p>\n
too. You were still you, still Madeleine, our daughter. It\u2019s just\u00a0<\/p>\n
that you seemed to have\u2026 some unspeakable sorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he spoke, Harold couldn\u2019t hold back his tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He quickly wiped them away and asked, his voice choked,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSweetheart, part of me hopes you can remember the past and\u00a0<\/p>\n
tell me what really happened, but another part of me hopes you\u00a0<\/p>\n
never remember, that you just live a happy life. That would be\u00a0<\/p>\n
better than anything.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine had been holding back her tears the whole time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment she saw her father\u2019s red\u2013rimmed eyes, she started\u00a0<\/p>\n
to lose control. When he cried, the tears started rolling down\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine\u2019s cheeks too.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sniffled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cDad, actually\u2026 I\u2019ve remembered parts of what happened\u00a0<\/p>\n
before.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Harold\u2019s eyes widened in an instant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2026 you\u2019ve remembered?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine nodded. \u201cLately, the memories have been slowly\u00a0<\/p>\n
coming back to me. It\u2019s my past, a past I can\u2019t erase.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wiped away another tear and continued.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 163\u00a0<\/p>\n
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