Semua Bab He Chose His Love, I Chose My Career: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Madeline was surprised by Timothy's reaction. He swiftly got into the driver's seat before she could, his eyes swirling with emotions as he stared at her. Then, he suddenly swooped in and kissed her so hard that it was almost as if he wanted to swallow her whole.He'd always been calm and composed, so it was rare for him to be so openly emotional. He only released Madeline when he tasted blood on his lips from where she'd bitten him.His eyes were red-rimmed, and he mumbled, "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. What happened tonight was all my fault, but please, don't be mad at me."Timothy sounded fragile, and Madeline had never seen him like this before. For a moment, she was dazed.It was only when he started the car that she realized something about the way he treated her had changed. A small wave of warmth surged in her chest.However, they'd only driven a short distance when a figure appeared before the car. Lacey stretched out her arms as she stopped them. She'd taken off her coat

Madeline and Timothy got into a cold war.She deliberately avoided eating when he did, and she went to work in the study when he wanted to go to bed. Once she was done, she would sleep in the study. They lived under the same roof, yet they acted like they were strangers.Madeline didn't feel uncomfortable, even after days of this—maybe her feelings really were fading. In fact, this mental battle calmed her down and showed her that this was the reality of their relationship.The sweet words and tenderness melted like ice. No matter how huge a block of it there had been before, it would never return to its original shape once it melted.Timothy was just like every other man—he could throw out loving words as casually as he did with greetings. How could they mean anything?The ironic thing was that she'd actually taken him seriously many times in the past.…Over the next few days, Madeline packed her things when Timothy was out of the house and had them sent back to Cyberton.Alm

Right before losing consciousness, Madeline saw Timothy's figure appear before her. She vaguely heard Lacey whining to him, but she didn't have the strength to speak up for herself.Her brows were tightly furrowed, and the blood had drained from her face. The stark lights shone down on her, making her look as white as a sheet.She reached out for Timothy, her voice shaking as she rasped, "Take me… to the hospital… now…"He felt like a heavy boulder had crashed down on him without warning. His vision went black for a split second, and he tasted a metallic tang in his mouth. A fist seemed to clench tightly around his heart, releasing it briefly before crushing it again. He couldn't breathe.He hastily scooped an unconscious Madeline into his arms, catching sight of the drops of blood on the floor. The sight pierced his eyes, making him want to squeeze them shut.Grief hit him like an avalanche. For a moment, he saw the bliss that had been within reach shatter into countless pieces a

Madeline still felt guilty. "Sorry for the trouble I caused you and for making you stay here all night."She'd always been afraid of causing trouble for others.Ellis said calmly, "It wasn't any trouble."Silence descended upon the room, making Madeline feel more awkward than ever. She and Ellis didn't know each other well—all she knew was that he'd once had feelings for her. She definitely hadn't expected him to be so persistent.She reached up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. At the same time, her mind raced as she tried to think of something to ease the awkwardness.Fortunately, someone knocked on the door just then. She sighed in relief, feeling like her savior had arrived. She called out, "Come on in!"Unbeknownst to her, Ellis had noticed the shift in her expressions. So, did she still feel self-conscious when she was around him? He couldn't help thinking that there seemed to be a wall between them. No matter how he tried to get close, she would stubbornly hide behind

Lacey leaned against the wall beside the elevator. A young man in his early 20s stood beside her, looking lost. He seemed to want to help her up, but didn't dare touch her. He was a little panicked as he called softly, "Mr. Bloomberg? Mr. Bloomberg!"When he saw Timothy and Madeline, he hurried forward like they were his saviors. "Mr. Bloomberg, Ms. Houston is a little drunk. She wanted me to take her here so she could give you her wedding invitation…"Before he could get any further, Lacey pulled an elaborate wedding invitation from her bag while smiling drunkenly. It was pale pink with a gold-rimmed edge. It smelled faintly of roses."Timothy!" she exclaimed in her drunken haze. "How can you be so cruel, Timothy? Madeline is the one who's at fault—she refused to make way for us to be together! Why did you punish me and refuse to see me?"I hope she's happy now that I'm giving her what she wants. I'm getting married—I'm marrying someone else! I want to invite you to the wedding!"