Chapter 1300
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Dripping wet, Madeline sat on the bench in the corridor and waited for the results on Eloise and Seanâs condition.
Ryan walked over and placed a jacket over her shoulders. Feeling the manâs warmth and taking in the scent on Ryanâs body, Madeline shivered subconsciously.
Ryan was surprised and satisfied with Madelineâs reaction.
She was starting to be wary of him. Her fear would aid in his plan.
âYour parents will be fine. You, however, will be down with a cold and fever if you keep sitting here,â
Ryan chided her gently.
âWill they really be fine?â Madeline asked in disbelief with a tone of caution.
Ryan pursed his lips into a slight smile. âThey will be as long as you listen. I promise.â
Madeline clenched her fists and unfurled them.
âGo back with me.â Ryanâs tone was much gentler now.
Knowing that declining was not an option, she glanced at the emergency room and stood up.
Ryan wrapped an arm intimately around Madelineâs shoulders.
There was no doubt to the passersby that they were a couple.
However, no one seemed to realize that Madelineâs eyes were filled with fear and unease.
Once they returned, Madeline felt unsettled the moment she entered the room.
Looking around the room, she had no idea where Ryan placed the camera and how many of them there were.
Madeline dared not imagine how her every move and every word were under Ryanâs surveillance.
She did not dare change her clothes, opting instead to stand drenched and despondent by herself in the corner.
The world around her turned black. The only shred of light and warmth she had was the wedding ring on her fourth finger.
âJeremy.â
âI know that youâll think of a foolproof plan to bring Ryan to justice.
âI also know that youâll definitely bring me home.â
âIâll wait for you, Jeremy.â
Madeline looked at her wedding ring, the only shred of hope and light she had left.
Click.
The door to the room suddenly opened and Ryan walked in.
Seeing Madeline standing in the corner having not bathed or changed yet, Ryan frowned before it dawned on him.
He slowly walked toward the showcase in the room and picked the mini camera out of a soft toy. Then, he crushed the camera in front of Madeline.
âWill you change your clothes now?â He saw through Madelineâs concern at that moment. âIâm not going to watch you change. I donât have such a kink.â
He slowly walked toward Madeline.
Shrinking into the corner, Madeline leaned backward with water dripping from her pale face.
Ryan stood before her and reached out to hold her chin. âYouâll be mine sooner or later, Eveline. You donât have to worry about me invading your privacy since you have none as far as Iâm concerned.â
He leaned over for a kiss, but Madeline pushed him away. Picking up the clothes from the bed, she ran into the bathroom.
She took a quick shower and changed, then wrapped herself tightly with the towel before she walked out.
Madeline thought that Ryan would have left already, so she was surprised to see the man sitting by the bed, waiting for her when she returned.
Her footsteps halted and she subconsciously turned to run away from the man.
Ryan looked up at Madeline and patted the space beside him. âCome sit.â
Tightening the towel around her, Madeline slowly walked toward Ryan and took a seat.
Ryan suddenly reached out for a pair of scissors by his side and stretched his hand out to her.
Frightened, Madeline moved away out of instinct. âWhat more do you want?â