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He was overcome with restlessness. He’d thought that he didn’t want to see her happy and yearned to let her burn in hell, and yet when he saw how she was struggling in torment, he realized that he wasn’t even the slightest bit happy.
All he felt was a cold hand close around his heart, strangling and suffocating him.
As his lips touched hers, he caught her familiar scent. Only then did he manage to calm down. Both of them were like a tangled mess. The more she struggled against him, the tighter his grip on her became.
His hands moved swiftly to pull down the zip of her down jacket, but Madison realized what he was doing and pushed her hands. on his chest. “No!” She yelped, unwillingness written all over her face, but it only made Hunter more angry.
He stared into her eyes and repeated the words she’d said not long ago: “You said I could do anything I wanted to you.”
Hunter’s words were harsh, but Madison was left with no other cholce. She removed her hands from his chest, and his hands moved to her clothes.
However, when he took her jacket off, he realized that she was wearing a sweater and another layer of thermal clothing under
it.
Hunter furrowed his brows in confusion. “Are you an old lady? Why are you wearing so many layers of clothes?”
Blushing, Madison bit her lip and replied, “I’m afraid of the cold.”
Suddenly, Hunter realized that she must be extremely thin to look fit even under so many layers of clothes. As his palm rested on the small of her back, he could feel her spine.
It was as if there was no flesh to separate her skin from her bones, and he wondered how she became so thin. The lustful thoughts he’d had just seconds ago vanished, replaced by a sheen of guilt.
Suddenly, Madison glared at him, as though she’d only just realized what was happening.
In a tone that made it abundantly clear that she wasn’t happy, she questioned, “Aren’t you afraid that Andrea will find out about you doing this to me? Don’t forget that we’re divorced.”
Hunter’s voice returned to its cool, indifferent tone. “It’s none of your business. I agree with your earlier suggestion. From this day forth, you will pay me back on behalf of your father.”
Quickly, Madison asked, “About Leo …”
“I’ll find him.”
Now that Hunter had promised to help her, Madison could finally heave a sigh of relief. His gaze was dangerously locked on her as he said, “And you… you have to be on call whenever I need you.”
Madison was rather surprised to hear him say that.
His fingers brushed lightly over her cheeks as he teased, “I realized something. Whenever I touch you, you look like you’re going to die. But I still yearn for you…
His voice trailed off as he stared into her eyes. “So what better way to torture you than this? Am I right?”
Enduring the searing pain in her stomach, Madison asked him, “Will you regret torturing me like this one day?”
“The only thing I know for sure is that I can only smile when you’re in pain.”
Madison had never imagined that their relationship would end up like this. She asked Hunter to drive her back to her apartment.
When they reached her place, he asked, “Aren’t you going to invite me upstairs for some coffee?”
It was obvious that he wanted to finish what he’d started in the car. Madison had no reason to refuse him since Eve wasn’t home and the apartment was all hers.
After opening the door, she darted into the washroom, not even bothering to switch on the lights or change into her indoor slippers.
She emptied the contents of her stomach and felt much more relieved and clear–headed now.
Suddenly, she felt an excruciating pain in her stomach and realized that the alcohol had only just started showing its full effects.
Breaking out in a cold sweat, she curled up on the ground, trying to bear the pain in silence, but it seeped across every inch of her body, to the point that even simply breathing felt agonizing.
Her head thumped, and she wandered in and out of consciousness, wondering if she was going to die soon. She bit her lip to stop herself from making any sound.
Hunter waited outside the washroom for a long time, but Madison made no move to come out. In the end, he knocked on the door and asked, “Madison, are you okay?”
“I’m… fine.” She forced the words from her mouth. “Give me a minute. I’ll come out after cleaning up.”
Never in his wildest dreams would Hunter have suspected that she was terminally ill. After all, she’d just had a checkup a few days ago. He walked away, thinking that she was simply embarrassed to face him.
Behind the door, Madison was curled up in a corner with her arms pressed against her stomach as if to numb the pain.
Now, even the slightest movement caused her immense pain, making her regret her rash decision to down those two glasses of whiskey just now.
Hunter took a furtive glance around the apartment. It wasn’t big, but he could feel Madison’s presence in every corner.
When he noticed the baby crib in her room, he remembered that it was the only thing she’d taken with her when she’d left him. As the realization washed over him, his heart turned into a jumbled mess.
After seeing her jump off the building that day, he’d come to realize one thing.
He’d followed after her without hesitation, which made him understand that he couldn’t stop loving her no matter how much he hated her.
His love and hate were intertwined. They fused into a prickly bramble full of thors, coiling tightly around the two of them. It was as though the more he pushed her off into the dark, the closer he got to the edge of a cliff himself.
Hunter picked up a soft toy on the bed. Madison had always hugged it to make herself sleep for countless nights in the past two years.
If only that incident hadn’t happened, he would have been a good husband to Madison and a good father to their child. Every time her name left his lips, he could still feel the love he felt for her.
He simply couldn’t make himself leave her for good.
Meanwhile, Madison finally felt better after some time. She slowly pushed herself off the ground and walked to the living room.
She’d half expected that Hunter would have left, given that he was someone who valued time. Yet when she raised her head to look around the house, she spotted him on the balcony.
Sparks from a cigarette flickered as he held it between two fingers. It seemed that his smoking addiction had worsened.
Madison was astonished that he was still here. Was he waiting to pick up where they’d stopped earlier?
A shadow fell across her face at that thought, and she went to get herself a glass of water to clear her throat.
After that, she dragged her feet on the floor as she approached him. “Should we do it here or on the bed?” she asked in a cool and distant tone, as though they were talking about work
Hunter looked up from the cigarette to stare at her sickly face, then exhaled slowly, forming a white puff of smoke in the air. Do I seem like a pervert to you?”
“I’ll go to sleep if you’re not thinking of doing it,” Madison told him blankly. She secretly thanked her lucky stars that she’d been able to escape it.
All she wanted was to have a good rest. She went into her room and closed the door behind her.
Hunter tapped at the cigarette lightly to make the ashes fall as he watched her disappear behind the door. This was exactly what he’d wanted.
But why was he upset? Was it because there was no longer a shine in her eyes when she looked at him?
He opened the door to see her curled up in bed. Her bed was full of plushies, so she had to curl herself up to fit on the bed. That was the only way she felt safe.
Venturing into the dark bedroom, Hunter stood beside the bed, looking at Madison. However, she was too tired to acknowledge him. Thanks to the alcohol, she managed to doze off easily.
The next day, she woke up to find Hunter sleeping on the bed in the master bedroom. Surprisingly, he went straight into the bathroom to shower without mocking or ridiculing her.
The doorbell rang, and she walked to open the door in her pajamas. Vince stood at the door with some bags of New Year’s goods in his hands.
“It’s New Year’s soon, so I brought something over for you.”
“There’s no need to-” Before Madison could finish her sentence, the door to the bathroom opened.