Chapter 1292

Jeremy stepped up to stop him, but the tearing agony from the wound on his calf shot up at the use of a little strength. It was not an easy injury to heal from, and blood began to seep out from it again. It dyed the layers of bandages bright red.

Madeline’s heart lurched at the sight. “Jeremy!”

Instinctively, she felt the urge to run towards him but Ryan tightened his grip around her shoulders.

“Don’t you understand? The closer you get to him, the more pain he will suffer,” Ryan warned quietly into Madeline’s ear.

Madeline balled her fists and bit her lip. “You won’t get away with this, Ryan. You’ll be arrested for this!”

Ryan tugged his lips into a light and carefree smile. “Then, I’ll just have to make sure that I achieve my goal before I get caught.”

Madeline glared at Ryan’s gleeful gaze. She had never felt so hopeless.

“Don’t leave with him, Linnie.” Jeremy’s tone was borderline begging.

Madeline’s eyes burned, and she did not dare look at the expression Jeremy wore. Instead, she opted to face the floor. “Get some rest. If ever there comes a chance…”

‘If ever there comes a chance, I’ll run toward you without a care in the world. But I can’t do that now, Jeremy.’

Madeline swallowed the words back.

She suppressed the heartache in her chest and spoke indifferently, “Let’s go.”

“Linnie!”

Jeremy placed a hand on the wall to support himself and stood up to run after her, but her turning around seemed to have added to his pain.

“Linnie!”

Bulging veins were seen on the back of Jeremy’s hand as the joints on his fingers cracked.

Watching Madeline’s figure walking farther away, he continued to run after her longingly.

Blood streamed from the reopened wound, leaving a line of blood that trickled down his calf and dripped onto the long corridor.

The petite frame in his eyes never turned back as it slowly vanished from sight.

Bang! Jeremy slammed his fist against the wall as a harsh glint bled from his deep alluring eyes. “Your game ends here, Ryan!”

…

Sean continued to wait by the waiting area downstairs and was surprised to see Ryan walking over with Madeline in his arms.

He quickly made his way to her. “When did you come here, Mr. Jones?”

Ryan gave a small and gentle smile. “My driver told me that Eveline wasn’t feeling very well. I was just close by, so I quickly came over.”

His explanation made sense, so Sean did not suspect it. However, his words only solidified Madeline’s belief that Ryan was privy to the littlest changes in her location.

“Are you alright, Eveline? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?” Sean asked attentively.

Madeline shook her head and replied in a meaningful tone, “With how much you care and look after me, Rye, I’m afraid it’s almost impossible for me to not be alright.”

Ryan merely smiled in response.

Sean could feel something was off, but he could not pin it exactly.

Without thinking much into it, Sean looked around Madeline. “Where’s your mother, Eveline?”

Madeline suddenly remembered that she was going to find Eloise. Ryan’s sudden appearance had kicked the thought from her mind.

“Don’t worry, she’ll be alright. I’ll go have someone look for her.” Ryan’s tone was light. He brought Madeline back first.

Night fell and there was still no sign of Eloise.

Knowing that Ryan was in the study, Madeline made her way there and asked, “You’re hiding my mom, aren’t you, Ryan? Is this your way of warning and punishing me?”

Ryan was reading when she entered the room. His pale fingers stopped flipping the page as he lifted his face. The starry gray eyes under the black-rimmed glasses shone with a dark glint. “You want me to tell you where your mother is? Sure. Beg me.”