The Remorseful Brothers

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.

his breathing was steady. He must be exhausted.

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

shifted closer, reaching out to touch the bridge of

and thought of Nolan needing

strong, he deserved sympathy in moments of

Madeline fell asleep. Nolan quietly

and his old illness was not

healed

not to let

found herself in her room. Sitting with

She thought,

I sleep in

Was it

and asked Hazel, Has Nolan woken

Fisher left early. He had a business, Hazel replied, adding

need, I just

-class

‘Nolan is recovering well. His old

fierce but flerting

for

invited Madeline

and light schoolwork, Madeline agreed

Chapter 223

boarded

a 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,

her treats. “Look, this

ten minutes left to drive, should I grab a few things too? I thought we could easily buy stuff on

bottle of water. “I brought enough for both of

off for a leisurely spring

left the

secluded scenic area

sunlight streamed through the windows, making

was filled with the fragrance of

We should do this more often. I haven’t had a day