Chapter 1232

Chapter 1232:

Earlier that day, while at work, Andrew had received a text from an unknown number, with just one sentence and a photo.

“Look who this is.”

He had checked the sender’s number, finding nothing helpful, but the photo grabbed his attention—there was Madisyn, laughing and chatting with Jared.

Just a single photo was enough to stir Andrew’s emotions, and so he brought his work home to finish. He’d noticed the closeness between Jared and Madisyn long ago, but trusting her completely, he hadn’t thought much of it. Now, he was left wondering who would send such a photo.

The sender’s clear intention to cause trouble and stir malice toward Madisyn became obvious. And now, Andrew knew it was Lilian.

“Are there any other parts of your body that are injured?” Andrew asked softly, gently rubbing the bruise on the back of Madisyn’s hand.

His focus on the task at hand was evident, but his mind was elsewhere. Madisyn, misinterpreting his silence, obediently offered up other injuries for him to treat.

When every bruise had been tended to, Andrew placed the ointment back in the kit. Madisyn, with her big eyes full of curiosity, asked, “Darling, are you still angry with me?”

At the same time, Andrew looked at her, his gaze soft but serious.

“Do you need me to help you solve your problems this time?”

Their voices overlapped, and after hearing each other’s words, both of them paused.

Madisyn was the first to smile.

“I’ve already dealt with those people. I’ll see what Lilian does next. It’s not wise to confront the Perkins family head-on right now.”

Even though the Perkins family’s influence had waned recently, they still held power in Estresa, and Madisyn didn’t want to drag the Klein Group into it just yet. If she needed help later, she wouldn’t hesitate to reach out to Andrew.

Andrew nodded, his eyes locked on Madisyn as he replied, “I’m a little angry, but don’t overthink it. It would be strange if I didn’t feel something seeing you hurt.”

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He paused, then added, “I’ll cook you a special dinner tonight. If you finish it all, my anger will fade.”

Madisyn was taken aback. How could he cook for her while saying he was angry? Furthermore, the thought of her eating his meal to make him feel better made Madisyn’s heart flutter. If anyone had said something like that to her before, she would’ve been confused. But now, she understood—and her heart melted in the process. Andrew always seemed to show her a deeper, more profound kind of love than she ever imagined.

Madisyn was deeply moved. As Andrew stood to put the medicine kit away, she reached out and grabbed his arm. Turning toward her, Andrew was met with a kiss.

The kiss was soft and full of love—Madisyn’s gratitude and affection conveyed in that single moment. When the kiss ended, they clung to each other, their smiles soft and content.

“Okay, I’ll put this away, and you get some rest. I’ll call you when dinner’s ready,” Andrew said, his voice warm.

“Okay.”

Andrew led Madisyn to the bedroom, placing a kiss on her forehead before heading downstairs. He pulled out his phone and made a call.

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