Chapter 1628
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
This response from Madeline was like a cure for the wound. Suddenly, Jeremy felt that it was worth it even if he was hurting.
He raised his hand naturally, and his cool fingertips landed on Madelineâs cheek.
Madeline paused. She did not resist. Instead, she just moved quicker to wrap the gauze around his ankle before putting away the first aid kit.
âCome with me.â
She stood up as she spoke. Under the dim light, she accurately found the door.
Jeremy understood what Madeline meant. She was going to take him out of here.
Even if Madelineâs expression was very cold and indifferent at this moment, Jeremy did not think so anymore.
Madeline bypassed the places where the maids who were still awake might pass by and led Jeremy to the back door.
âGo now.â Her attitude was still so cold and resolute.
Jeremy nodded very obediently this time. âOkay, Iâll leave right away, but Linnie, I wonât let you continue to stay in this place alone.â
Madeline looked at Jeremy after hearing the words.
The smile on Jeremyâs lips became deeper. âLinnie, wait for me.â
After speaking these last four words, Jeremy finally left Gray Manor decisively.
Madeline raised her eyes and looked in the direction Jeremy left. A faint light flashed in her eyes.
After standing in place for a while, Madeline was about to return to the room.
However, as soon as she turned around, she felt as if a pair of eyes were looking at her from somewhere.
She stopped and pondered for a few seconds before slowly raising her beautiful eyes.
Under the bright moonlight, her clear eyes met Carterâs deep and bottomless black pupils.
He was standing on the balcony of the living room on the second floor. He was wearing a dark blue night robe and holding a glass of red wine in his right hand. He was gently swaying the dark red liquid in the wine glass.
He looked at Madeline, curled his lips slightly, and showed an unpredictable smile.
Madeline looked into his eyes, and they looked at each other for a few seconds before she moved forward.
She went to the living room on the second floor and saw Carter standing at the same spot. His tall and handsome back was shrouded in the moonlight, exuding a mysterious and dark light.
Madeline approached him. Just when she was about to speak, Carter turned around.
âWhen did you wake up?â he asked, seemingly concerned.
Madeline smiled slightly. âI woke up just a while ago. Iâm sorry for worrying you.â
Carter took a sip of the red wine. The curve on the corners of his lips somehow became more sinister.
âItâs only natural that Iâm worried about you,â he said as he walked up to Madeline. He raised his palm and gently placed it on Madelineâs shoulder before patting it gently. âDo you still feel unwell?â
Madeline raised her hand to touch her forehead and furrowed her eyebrows slightly. âI still feel a little dizzy.â
âReally?â Carter frowned suspiciously. âWhy did you faint suddenly? Did you feel unwell?â
âI donât know what happened. I was very dizzy and then I lost consciousness.â
âI see.â Carter smiled insipidly, but it looked as if he was not fully convinced. âWhy did you run downstairs in the wind after you woke up? Itâs winter now, donât you feel cold?â
âAfter sleeping for so long, I felt a little bored, so I wanted to get some fresh air,â Madeline explained with a smile. Then, she asked, âCart, why are you standing out here drinking at such a late hour?â
Carter smiled, took another sip of red wine, and said slowly, âIâm admiring a woman. I wonder what kind of woman she is to not only have extraordinary endurance, perseverance, but also extraordinary acting skills.â
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âEveline, youâre not under hypnosis anymore, right?â