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Everly might have no idea about the brand of Hunter’s mental disorder, but she knew about his possessiveness.
Madison’s ex–husband couldn’t let her go, judging from how he was prodding around about Madison’s life. Everly said bluntly, ” Vince probably has feelings for Madie, but she isn’t interested in him. Why else would I put in the effort to matchmake?”
Hearing that, Hunter grew a little hostile. She recoiled and stole a careful glance at him as though she was meeting her boss.” Uh, Mr. Williams, are you still interested in Madie?”
She had overstepped the boundary. He dodged the question and rapped his lanuckles on the table. “What base are they on?”
“Oh, god, no. I swear they haven’t done anything. Madie was upset after the divorce and didn’t even step out of her place for a long time. I had to talk her into coming to the event today. I don’t know why Vince showed up, but he probably attended at Calvin’s invitation. Madie had nothing to do with that.”
Hunter’s suffocating silence and his unreadable eyes spooked Everly. She couldn’t tell if he trusted her words, and she wondered how Madison managed to live with a man who barely showed his emotions.
“Well, I can swear on my life. If there was something between Madie and Vince, I’d be crushed by a car!”
He finally looked at her but remained expressionless. She gritted her teeth and swore, “I’d be forever alone if that happened!”
He seemed to think that wasn’t brutal enough and added to the curse, “You’d be broke for life.”
Hunter was shrewd enough to hit her where it hurt. She clenched her jaw and said, “Fine! I’d be broke for life if that happened.”
Hunter finally took Everly’s word for it. She wouldn’t dare to lie to him.
“Was she sick before this?”
“Yeah, I was going through a breakup with a bastard, so I didn’t pay her much attention. Thank god Vince was there to cook for her.”
She had wanted to tell Hunter the truth about Madison. But she wouldn’t know the consequences of doing so, given that Madison couldn’t even put a name to her relationship with Hunter at the moment. She decided to respect Madison’s wish.
Hunter thought of Madison’s pale face and asked, “Why was she sick?”
Her heart skipped a beat as she fought to maintain a neutral expression under his keen gaze. “It was just the flu.”
“Just the flu?”
“What else could it have been? Madie has always been healthy.”
“That’s true,” Hunter concurred and concluded that Madison might have sought pity through her show of weakness to avoid the divorce.
After he received the answers from Everly, he dropped a remark before leaving. “If you’re interested, you may report to the Williams Property Corp Tower for work tomorrow.”
Her eyes lit up, knowing that the Williams Property Corp Tower was the property business of Williams Group. It’d be an instant status boost to work there.
“I can’t thank you enough, Mr. Williams. You’re the best!”
As Hunter walked away, she suddenly thought of something and ran up to him. “Mr. Williams, have you come across Madie? I can’t reach her on her phone.”
He turned around. “What do you think?”
Everly scratched her head as she realized the pointlessness of her question. Hunter couldn’t have seen Madison because he was standing right in front of her. “Oh, please ignore my dumb question. I was worried for her.”
He ignored her and proceeded to leave. After some thinking, Everly gathered up her courage and said to him, “Mr. Williams, please be nice to Madie if you still love her. Don’t hurt her anymore. She still cares about you.”
Although he cheated on Madison, he seemed to have lingering feelings for her. Everly’s only wish was for Madison to live out her final days without regret.
She felt more relieved after confirming that Hunter wasn’t with Madison. She assumed that Madison might have put her phone on silent mode on her way home with Vince.
Little did she know that her friend was imprisoned in a dark bathroom after Hunter turned off the lights and left.
In the past, Madison had nothing she feared in particular. However, after she almost drowned, she developed a trauma. She recalled watching Hunter leaving with Andrea as she sank into the darkness. Her hands were on her belly, fearing that she might lose her baby.
When she regained consciousness, she found herself in an operating theater with a sterile and blinding light right on top of her. There, she parted with her baby in pain.
Since then, she had been scared of complete darkness and blinding lights.
At that moment, the bathroom was filled with cold water. It wasn’t enough to drown her, but it brought back memories from the day she fell into the water.
In the bathroom, she continuously pleaded for help, hoping that someone would show up and free her.
Alas, the soundproofing on the 38th floor drowned out her calls. The situation was eerily similar to the fateful day she
Staring at the door that seemed shut forever, she lost hope.
No matter how many times she got trapped, the ending was the same.
Last time, she lost her baby. Would it be her turn this time to die?
She remembered that Hunter had arrived half an hour late to her room from Andrea’s room. Hopeless, she demanded to know, “Why did you choose to save her?”
“Because you know how to swim.”
The tears that had welled up in her eyes finally rolled down her cheek when she heard his answer.
She was a pregnant woman, not an immortal. When she fell into the water, her legs were tangled in a web of fishing nets as well.
He always thought she was indestructible. That was why he must have believed she could withstand the cold shower. She’d at most fall sick from the flu. He had no idea that an insignificant flu might be deadly for a cancer patient post–chemo.
Thinking he was in control of everything in this world, he shall pay for his hubris this time.
She was no longer concerned about a thing in this world except for Jeff. Like a crucified prisoner, she held on, head hung low, waiting for death to knock on her door.
An eternity later, the door creaked open. She looked up and saw a tall figure appearing before her.
Forcing herself to stay awake, she watched as he advanced and stood right in front of her. He questioned, “Madie, have you recognized your fault by now?”
How was it her fault? She wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it, but she was numb all over.
What else could she say? She asked for this. She moved her lips like a dying fish. “Hunter, I was wrong.”
His lips curled into a smile in the darkness as he untied her in no time. What followed was her body hanging limply and her frigid remark. “Meeting you in this life was a mistake.”
When Brent switched on the lights, Hunter noticed the bloody mess on her wrists.
She would rather injure her wrists in an attempt to free herself. It was different from her past self, who would whimper and complain about the prick of a needle.
He lifted her in his arms. Strands of her dark hair were plastered across her lifeless face. She looked like a porcelain doll.
He felt his chest tighten. He was confused by her weak condition. She was once strong enough to go swimming in the winter. How could a cold shower wear her out?