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Chapter 731

Chapter 731

“Your shirt’s a little wrinkled; let me smooth it out for you.” Cecilia made her way down the stairs,

straightening out the creases on Zach’s striped pajamas. She then looked toward the kitchen and said,

“See you at our usual place tonight. Don’t bail on me, okay?” novelbin

Madelyn chose not to react to Cecilia’s words. After washing and drying the pan, she returned it to its

spot.

When Cecilia was gone, Giovanna came downstairs, cradling Dalton she had just fed.

“Ms. Jent, Dal’s up,” Giovanna announced. “I get the feeling he’s looking for you whenever he

cries.”

Madelyn dried her hands. “Pass him here,” she said, taking Dalton into her arms. “Did he get his

meds?”

“Yes, he did.”

Madelyn moved to the couch, clutching Dalton tightly, while doing her best to disregard Zach. Seeing

this, Giovanna wisely backed away to give them room.

Zach noticed Madelyn’s deliberate attempt to keep distance. Yet, in his mind, everything was falling into

place: they had a child together, and he believed that this only deepened her ties to him.

Taking a seat beside Madelyn, Zach pulled her closer. In that moment, he felt a happiness and

completeness he had never known before. Madelyn didn’t pull away, not because of Dalton in her

arms, but out of concern for Ethan’s safety.

“There’s a dinner party tonight. Will you join me?” Zach asked.

Holding a toy, Madelyn tried to soothe Dalton. “I can’t go,” she said. “If he wakes up and I’m not there,

he’ll cry nonstop. He’s still not well.”

It was odd that Dalton was so attached to her. Others could hold him for a short while, but within ten

minutes, he would be in tears, and he seemed to calm down only when Madelyn held him.

Zach lightly pinched Dalton’s cheek. “I’ll ask Kevin to call off the dinner party tonight, so I can stay

home with you.”

Madelyn did not really want Zach to stay, but she hid her feelings.

“Oh no!” A maid rushed downstairs to Zach, her face filled with concern. “Sir, you need to see your

wife. She was caught in that rainstorm last night and she’s really not doing well. She’s running a fever

and can’t keep her meds down,” she told Zach.

Zach ignored the maid’s plea and glared at Madelyn. “Who gave you permission to interfere?”

Dalton reached out, playfully touching Madelyn’s face and giggling. Forcing a smile, Madelyn said,

“She’s your wife, and technically my sister-in-law. I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing when she’s so

sick. I know it’s not my place, but I wanted to help. Next time, I’ll steer clear. Now please, go take care

of her. I’ll get Dal wrapped up.”

This mansion had once been Madelyn’s sanctuary, but now it felt oddly unfamiliar to her. Zach, who

had been adopted into her family, had kept her here in an attempt to make her his

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mistress. And he was doing this in a house where the staff knew his wife. The complexity of their

relationship made her feel completely out of place. Aside from a few personal items, everything in her

surroundings felt jarringly alien.

Seeing Zach’s growing irritation, the maid shuddered. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ She

quickly averted her eyes and moved out of the way.

Madelyn had just started to ascend the stairs when Zach, momentarily losing his cool, kicked the coffee

table near the couch, flipping it over.

The maid close by jumped, alarmed by his sudden fury. It had been years since Zach had displayed

such a temper, not even when Madelyn had decided to get engaged to Ethan. A few simple words from

Madelyn could provoke him so powerfully.

Zach found himself wishing Madelyn was here for a less complicated reason, like wanting the house or

seeking a share of his wealth.

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