NovelsBest"Why'd you come to the school?" Madelyn asked, catching her breath with her hand on her chest.
"George called me and told me you hadn't come home yet. | thought you might still be at school,” Ethan said, giving a smile. "I was worried since it's late, so | came to check on you. | didn't expect the students here to be so enthusiastic.” Madelyn and Ethan rode the elevator down to the first floor. Madelyn looked anxiously back at Leyton, still upstairs. "You're such a big shot, most people don't get to see you," she said. "You could've just given me a call.” "| tried to call, but your phone was off," Ethan said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Oh!" Madelyn exclaimed, finally realizing. "I turned my phone off during the test. I'm sorry. You don't have to wait for me; you've got a lot of work to do." "How could | not worry when you're alone?" he asked.
Madelyn's lips lifted into a smile. Nobody had ever been this kind to her.
"Leyton parked the car at the school entrance, so it's a bit of a walk," Ethan said. "Do you want me to carry you?" Madelyn shook her head. "No, that's okay. I'm not tired, just a bit sleepy. Let's go home." Suddenly, Ethan bent down and scooped her up into his arms. Madelyn was so surprised that she instinctively clung onto his neck. "There are still people around who haven't left class,” she said. "We'll be seen." "So what if they see us? I'm carrying my own girlfriend. Nobody can say anything about that.” Madelyn was worried about Ethan's legs. His recovery was taking time, and he was not fully healed yet. "If you get tired, just put me down." "It's okay. I'm not tired." They walked down the quiet path with lights illuminating the way. In the light beams, it looked like snowflakes were falling.
Ethan's steps were slow, wishing the path could be a little longer. A big snowflake fell on his shoulder, and he looked up.
"It's snowing, Madelyn." No response. He looked down at Madelyn in his arms and saw that she had fallen asleep. Snowflakes landed on her long, dark eyelashes, making her skin look as pale and delicate as a fairytale princess.
As they left the school grounds, Leyton had already pulled up in the car.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFrom a nearby black car, someone said, "Isn't that Madelyn in his arms? Why's she still at school so late? Zach... Is Madelyn really not coming home?" Zach's eyes darkened, and his face revealed an indescribable chill. "It's her house. Why wouldn't she come back?" Madelyn slept soundly all the way to the Arnold residence. Ethan carried her upstairs, and Leyton followed with her backpack.
Madelyn instinctively rolled into the covers as soon as she hit the bed. Ethan tucked her in and quietly closed the door. He also turned off her phone that was in her backpack.
"Tomorrow, help her get an hour off school. Have one of the maids wake her up around 7:30." "An hour? What if she oversleeps, misses a class, and gets upset?" "Compared to her health, nothing else matters." She had surgery and stayed at home to get better for two weeks. But she was not very strong. If she had not been carefully looked after for the past month, she would have gotten sicker.
"Should we still give her the medicine?" "Just for the last two weeks. We can't stop now." "Yes, boss." In the darkness, Madelyn woke up. She heard every word of the conversation outside the door. She pressed a hand to her racing heart, feeling overwhelmed. 'Is this what it feels like to be cared for?" In the past, Madelyn had gotten a cold and a fever one night. When Zach came home and could not find her, he asked the maid how she was. When he found out she was sick, he had just said, "It's just a cold. She won't die."
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