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. "Did Caleb

noticed how hungry she was, Meals on the mountain retreat

definitely not hiking again; it's just too exhausting" While rubbing her

She quickly go

of her rosary beads. Although not valuable, they were a gift and

Madeline murmured, feeling frustrated with herself as she hurried downstairs to search the

Larson, are you looking for

pillow. The rosary

darker and the beads are bigger. Are they a matching set?" She thought, Could Mr. Simmons have

They do

ben. Speaking of Wesley, it had been a while since they

was a renowned doctor, almost miraculous in his healing

was already accepted for grad school at a

playboy, but he secretly ran

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

fast

of them whom she had met. Among these, only Wesley remained

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she wondered, "I hope Wesley hasn't run

down from the study. "Maddie,

table, picking up her fork and knife. "Caleb, you