My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Chapter 233

Madeline came down from the mountain, feeling like she had just survived a tough adventure.

Caleb noticed her weary state and frowned, "Maddie, what happened to you? Weren't you just hiking?"

im fine, Caleb, Madeline mumbled as she collapsed onto the soft couch, clutching a plush pillow. "It's so much comfier at home," she sighed. "After sitting on that bus forever. I'm all stiff"

Caleb couldn't help but smile at her complaint. After a while, when he didn't hear any more noise from her, he checked and saw Madeline had fallen asleep.

Hazel came over with a blanket, but Caleb lifted his hand to stop her. "No need, I'll take her upstairs."

Madeline was curled up on the couch, hugging the pillow, sleeping soundly and looking utterly relaxed Caleb touched her cold feet and shook his head in resignation

Feeling warmed by his presence, Madeline snuggled closer to Caleb. He bent down, wrapped an arm around her waist, and effortlessly carried her upstairs with steady steps.

Madeline's lips moved slightly as she caught the familiar, calming scent of his cologne-a reassuring fragrance that helped her sleep peacefully. Caleb glanced down at her, smiling gently. She looked sa restful, cheeks flushed from fatigue. Once in her room, Caleb gently laid her down. Her clothes were a bit messy. He swallowed to push away any rising emotions and pulled the covers over her.

Feeling the cozy warmth of the blankets, Madeline settled down snugly, no longer reaching out for Caleb or moving closer to him.

Caleb gently brushed Madeline's hair. "Get some rest, Maddie His hand instinctively moved to her cheek, soft and fair, making it hard to resist.

He chuckled softly. "Little girl. You need to grow up quickly Caleb's usually stern eyes softened, his gaze lingering on her face like a protective presence.

for dinner. She pulled at the soft blanket.

yawned and noticed how hungry she was, Meals on the mountain retreat were

too exhausting" While rubbing her arms, Madeline suddenly

She quickly go

her rosary beads. Although not valuable, they were a

murmured, feeling frustrated with herself as she

curiously, "Ms. Larson, are you

a bracelet Madeline replied casually. She rummaged through the cushions and Enally found it under a pillow. The rosary beads lay

thought, Could Mr. Simmons have finally had a breakthrough and

They do look

the safest ben. Speaking of Wesley, it had been a while since they heard from him. Madeline was really worried

doctor, almost miraculous in his healing skills, and highly respected

was a prodigy who was already accepted for grad school at a young

secretly ran an underground intel network full of

an artist at the National Art Academy and had recently been teaching

rising fast in the entertainment

a few of them whom she had met. Among these, only Wesley remained an international assassin, leading

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hope Wesley hasn't run into

came down from the

fork and knife. "Caleb, you haven't mentioned Wesley in a