Reborn to my engagement night by Baxter Walters

Chapter 207 Where Is The Real Madelyn

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On their journey back, the atmosphere in the car was dense with a palpable tension. Sebastian’s expression was cast in a deep gloom, his usually composed face now shadowed with an unsettling darkness that was painful to look at.

It seemed to Madelyn that he was becoming increasingly alienated from him as if she were a complex puzzle brimming with too many undisclosed secrets.

Originally, she had disguised herself as Morgana, subsequently becoming entwined with the notorious arms tycoon, Grimo. Most recently, her capture by the members of Oceanic Empire had ended surprisingly with her release, almost too easily.

Could any typical prominent young lady have navigated through such perilous waters as she had? Yet, in the face of all these events, Madelyn remained silent, her lips sealed.

Is she going to keep everything from me?

The thought gnawed at him, casting a shadow over his thoughts, and causing his eyes to darken further with cach passing moment.

Meanwhile, Madelyn had just started to pull herself together, her nerves steadying after the recent harrowing events at the villa. The memory of it sent a shiver through her, prompting a reflexive pat on her chest for comfort.

When her gaze shifted to Sebastian, she was taken aback by the severity of his pallor. A wave of guilt washed over her, compelling her to break the silence cautiously.

“Sebastian, are you upset?” she ventured tentatively.

His response was a piercing look that cut deeper than mere anger. It was a gaze laden with an intensity that words could scarcely capture.

“Well… I–I…” Madelyn stumbled over her words, taken aback. There was so much she wanted to say, so much she needed to explain, but the words eluded her as she met his probing eyes.

Sebastian, still simmering with anger, recognized that this was neither the time nor the place to air his grievances. He turned his head away sharply, his voice icy as he instructed, “Malcolm, go to the hospital.”

“Right,” Malcolm responded promptly, adjusting the GPS settings to their new destination.

Madelyn from the car, his

examination,” he demanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

by Sebastian’s formidable presence. She

“Keep an eye on that mansion, and report to me immediately if anything happens,” Sebastian commanded with

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not in any serious danger. She just has a cut on her face, but luckily it’s not very deep and should heal quickly. There are also a few bruises on her body, likely from minor bumps

remembering the scratch on her face, covered it anxiously. “Doctor, will my face scar?” she asked, her voice laced with worry as she puffed out her

laugh gently at her expression, which was pitiful yet endearing like a small kitten. “Don’t worry, such a superficial wound won’t leave a scar. But keep it clean to prevent infection. I’ll provide you with some ointment

Madelyn exclaimed, feeling a surge

her appearance was crucial, not just for others but for herself. And the thought

her wounds carefully, applying medicine and dressing them. Malcolm

a quiet sentinel as the doctor finished dressing Madelyn’s wounds. Soon, her face was neatly bandaged, and

the car filled with an unspoken tension. Madelyn tried several times to

know what to say, nor where to

arriving at Lockhart Villa, they entered

bedroom closed behind them, Sebastian, without bothering to

heart racing with sudden fear as she stared

you doing?” Her voice was weak, barely a whisper in

in response. Now that they were alone, Sebastian felt no need to restrain his feelings. “Madelyn, don’t

stammered, her mind a tumult of

reincarnation? Who would believe me if I were to tell it? Besides, there’s a chance Sebastian might think I’ve lost my mind and send me to a

His tone grew colder, his grip tightening. Madelyn winced, feeling the physical pain

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