Chapter 1358

Chapter 1358:

As the conversation continued, Evie suddenly leaned closer, peering curiously at Madisyn’s stomach.

“Madisyn, can I touch my little niece or nephew?”

A gentle smile graced Madisyn’s lips. “Of course you can.”

Carefully, Evie placed her hand over the slight curve of Madisyn’s belly. Her fingers barely had time to settle before she felt it—a tiny press, like the baby was reaching out in response.

“Ah!” Evie gasped softly, her eyes widening as she felt a gentle flutter against her palm.

“Did the little one just… did they really say hello to me?” Her voice trembled with wonder.

A warm smile spread across Madisyn’s face as she nodded. “The baby’s saying hello to their aunt—already recognizing family when they feel it.”

Delight sparkled in Evie’s eyes as she began chattering animatedly to Madisyn’s belly, her words flowing like a happy stream.

Later that evening, fresh from her visit to Madisyn’s, Evie practically ambushed Waylon. Her steps were deliberate as she cornered him, determination written across her features.

“Waylon, let’s get married!” The words burst from her lips like a long-held secret finally breaking free.

Waylon froze, caught off guard by this unexpected proposal that seemed to materialize from thin air.

“Where is this coming from, all of a sudden?” he managed to ask, his voice gentle despite his surprise.

Evie met his bewildered gaze, a soft blush creeping up to the tips of her ears.

“I spent the day with Susan, Milly, and Madisyn,” she explained, her words tumbling out eagerly. “And I realized just how much I adore little ones. When we’re married, I want us to have our own baby—imagine them playing together on the lawn with their cousins! Waylon, do you agree?”

Waylon’s expression softened. “How could I say no to that? I’ll do anything you wish. But marriage is a milestone—let me prepare something worthy of this moment.”

“Okay!”

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Madisyn remained blissfully unaware that a simple gathering had sparked such a pivotal moment in her brother’s life.

After her guests left, she wandered into the garden’s embrace.

Dappled sunlight danced through the flower petals, creating a golden tableau. Andrew, coming back from work, caught sight of her from afar. The day’s tension melted from his features as he drew closer to where she stood.

He paused, drinking in the scene before him.

Madisyn stood among the blooms, her profile etched against the evening light like a masterpiece. Andrew couldn’t resist capturing the moment, phone camera at the ready.

Despite her pregnancy, Madisyn’s instincts remained sharp. The instant the shutter clicked, she turned toward the sound.

Recognition softened her initially wary expression as she spotted Andrew.

She gravitated toward him naturally. “You’re home early today.”

“Yeah,” Andrew replied. “Something more important demanded my attention.”

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