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.

breathing was steady. He must be

glanced sideways, Nolan's eyes were shut, and his

the bridge of his nose, but quickly withdrew

and thought of Nolan needing warmth

he deserved sympathy in moments

asleep. Nolan quietly opened his

his old illness was

healed

determined not to

with the blanket

She thought,

sleep in Nolan's

Was it

downstairs and asked

Fisher left early. He had a business, Hazel replied, adding no

I

-class

thought, 'Nolan is recovering well. His

fierce but flerting

continued for

invited

filming schedule and light schoolwork, Madeline agreed to the hike, Chapter

Harper and Madeline boarded the bus to Genting Mountain

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

"I didn't bring anything. With ten minutes left to drive, should I grab a few things too? I thought we could easily buy stuff on the mountain, so I didn't bring anything." "No

for a leisurely

an hour, they left the city, descending from

scenic area

spring breeze and warm sunlight streamed through the windows, making Madeline squint

air was filled with the

should do this more often. I haven't had a day out in ages. When I lived in

It's beautiful and untouched When we get there, we'll take the trail

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