Chapter 223

Nolan admired Madeline's alluring curves and the clarity of her eyes beneath her long lashes.

"What kind of man will you marry?" he asked. "If it were me, would you be willing?"

His fingers brushed the corners of her eyes, revealing a moment of suppressed longing.

"You should get some rest. You're still not fully recovered.." Madeline stammered, avoiding his gaze.

The air conditioning felt stifling, and she was overwhelmed by the heat.

Nolan appeared delicate, like a fragile ice sculpture, and she feared causing him sadness or discomfort, so she declined his advances as gently as possible.

Nolan's intentions were clear,

, and she understood his feelings for her.

Having exhausted her emotions in her previous life, she wasn't ready for love in this one, nor did she know how to love.

Nolan was deeply entrenched in Phantom Organization, and she didn't know how to save him without falling into darkness herself. Madeline thought Nolan might do something but was surprised when he only chuckled and lightly scraped her nose with his finger. He said. "Stay here tonight, okay? It's almost dawn. The night is nearly ever. I got through this time.

Next time, he wasn't sure if he could make it. He could only endure until the day he couldn't anymore, hoping to eventually free himself. Nolan lowered his head, brushing his forehead against hers and kissing her softly

He longed for her to be his mare, but she was still too young to understand love at just nineteen.

His eyes flickered as he noticed her flashed cheeks. "Madeline, you're so

so sweet

Madeline remained still.

Nolan lay down beside her, tenderly covering her with a quilt.

Staring at the ceiling. Madeline felt the soft comfort of the bed and the calming scent of herbs nearby, which gradually soothed her spirit. Nolan was slowly drifting off to sleep.

was steady. He must be

sideways, Nolan's eyes

touch the bridge

weary and thought of Nolan needing warmth

he deserved sympathy in

fell asleep. Nolan

his

healed

determined not

found herself in her room. Sitting with the blanket

She thought,

in Nolan's

night? Was it a

and asked Hazel, Has Nolan

left early. He had a business, Hazel replied, adding no more. "Ms. Larson, would you like

head. "No need, I just grab something quick. I have

-class

'Nolan is recovering well. His

fierce but flerting

continued for

invited

filming schedule and light schoolwork,

Friday morning. Harper and Madeline boarded the bus to

carried a large backpack. Sitting next to Madeline, she patted her backpack, showing off. "Madeline, I've packed all the snacks. There are potato chips, fruits, bottled water, cookies, and packed lunches." Harper eagerly showcased her treats. "Look, this

could easily buy stuff on the

for

half an hour, they left the city, descending from the highway

secluded scenic area of the

sunlight streamed through

with

and relaxed, Madeline said, "You were right. We should do this more often. I haven't had a day out in ages. When I lived in

we get there, we'll take

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