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.

steady. He

glanced sideways, Nolan's eyes were shut, and

touch the bridge of

thought

deserved

asleep. Nolan

ached, and his

healed

faintly, determined not

with

She thought,

sleep in Nolan's room

Was

went downstairs and asked Hazel,

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

need, I

-class

'Nolan is recovering well. His

fierce but flerting

for

invited Madeline for

her filming schedule and light schoolwork, Madeline agreed

morning. Harper and Madeline boarded the bus

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,

too? I thought we could easily buy stuff on the mountain, so I didn't bring anything." "No need." Harper handed her

off for

an hour, they left the city, descending from

scenic area of the

sunlight streamed through the

filled with the fragrance of

haven't had a day out in ages. When I lived in the countryside, I often hiked in the mountains. Soon,

pulled out the guide. "Look, here's a large patch of alpine azaleas at the top. It's beautiful and untouched When we get there, we'll take the trail from the foot of the mountain. It'll take about six hours to reach the top, where we can camp and

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