My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Chapter 196

Seeing that Madeline had gradually calmed down, Eugene untied her wrists.

Madeline looked at the tattooed camellias on Eugene's shoulder and ran her fingertips over them. The body heat he emanated made her want to retract her hand. "When did you get this done?" asked Madeline.

Eugene held her hand and replied, "The day I reached adulthood. You seem to have forgotten some things, but you don't have to force yourself to recall them. All you need to know is that I am your chosen husband, and we are destined to be together, Eugene rubbed her hand and added. They are different. They are only your brothers, while I am your future husband"

Madeline had the feeling that she was being taken in again. But she had recalled that particular memory, which made it seem strange. Why don't I remember! I only remembered once I saw the tattoo. It triggered the memory of that time, mused Madeline, frowning. I remember living in an orphanage since I was a child. However, I can't recall much. The only thing I remember is the hard life we lived and how we relied on each other."

Suddenly, Eugene lifted Madeline's chin and bent down to kiss her on her soft lips. He held her waist with one hand and slowly pulled her into his

alms.

As if she had been electrocuted, Madeline pushed Eugene away and slapped him in the face. A red mark appeared on Eugene's cheek. Madeline wiped her wet lips, thinking. This kiss is different from the previous fleeting brush of lips during the filming Eugene felt that for a brief taste of Madeline's lip, getting slapped was comparatively trivial. He picked up his clothes and put them on slowly, scoffing. "Are you still unable to accept it? You chose me, and our marriage agreement is still valid. I won't give you a chance to go back on your words."

Madeline's checks flushed with anger as she secihed, "Nonsense. Even if I promised something like that, I'm pretty sure it should be considered childish babbling. Besides, Ms. Doyle was only joking And you know what, I don't even remember who Ms. Doyle is I'm clearly an orphan, so why am I weirdly remembering her? Who the hell is this Ms. Doyler Madeline wondered before adding helplessly. Besides, who would consent to a marriage agreement just because of some childhood promises?" Eugene's eyes were innocent as he looked at her scarlet lips and smiled. "Well, our situation is like that, no? When I was eighteen and Ms. Doyle told me about my marriage agreement with you, I was ecstatic. It was just that getting this tattooed hurt like hell!" Eugene's hand brushed across his exposed chest, drawing attention to the vibrant camellias under his fingers as he sighed. "This was our agreement, so you need to take responsibility for your words. His smiling eyes seemed as gentle as a spring breeze, but if one looked closely, one could see the dangerous glint in them.

Madeline felt her retorts stuck in her throat after hearing Eugene's words. She even wondered in bafflement if she had schizophrenia.

to spend any more time with Eugene, went home in awkwardness. Fortunately, Eugene only sent her to the door before driving

tossing and turning unable to sleep. When she woke

colder by the day, but surprisingly,

well as light pink ones, making the whole backyard look dreamy. The housekeeper who was trimming the flower branches smiled. "Ms. Larson, do want me to cut and

her hand. "No, just leave

Seeing M

informed. "Ms. Larson, it's cold outside and may

still busy till now!"

"That's right. By the way, Mr. Simmons has already

on cue, the people from the clothing store arrived. Madeline

watching TV when

through her mind. "Caleb, I have something to ask you

it?" asked Caleb, pursing

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hesitated again before saying,

his coffee and put down the cup. "It wasn't cold in the company or the car. Plus, I only got slightly cold from the short distance to the house,