Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter) >>
“Five billion dollars, calling once.”
Just then, Hunter’s phone vibrated.
“Five billion dollars, calling twice.”
Everly was tense too. Things had evolved from an auction for the Evans residence into a competition between Madison and Andrea for Hunter’s affection.
Hunter’s phone vibrated once again.
“Five billion-”
Shawn was about to put the gavel down when Hunter announced, “5.01 billion dollars.”
Madison began to tremble, knowing she’d lost. She’d been utterly defeated.
Donning a victorious smile, Andrea gloated, “Like I said, Hunter gives me everything I want.”
Everly glared fiercely at the back of Hunter’s head, wishing she could pierce through his skull with her eyes. Meanwhile, Madison chewed on her lips as she watched Andrea walk up to the stage to thank Hunter for giving her the Evans residence.
Despite wearing a down jacket in a heated room, the sight made her feel cold all over. For a moment, she saw everything go black, and she had to close her eyes and grab the armrest to steady herself.
Everly knew that Madison had been set to win the bid. Unexpectedly, Hunter had intervened, ruining all her plans.
“Let’s go,” Madison said, rising to her feet.
Everly helped her up. Knowing that Madison was running out of time, Everly wanted to fulfill all her wishes so that she wouldn’t have any regrets when she passed away.
Alas, there was nothing she could do about the Evans residence.
“Madie…” Everly’s heart ached for her.
Despite her despair, Madison plastered a smile on her face as she assured Everly, “I’m fine. Perhaps it was never meant to be.”
Andrea was Hunter’s newfound love, while she was merely his plaything. It didn’t take a genius to figure out who Hunter would choose.
Besides, since he’d taken it upon himself to torment Madison, it wasn’t a surprise that he would use this opportunity as well.
Everly noticed the sorrow in Madison’s eyes, but she didn’t know how to console her friend. All she could do was lead her away, saying, “Let’s go.”
On their way back, Madison remained silent, her expression devold of any obvious signs of disappointment. She rested her cheek against her hand as she gazed out of the window.
“Eve, let’s take a stroll along the coastal road.”
“Sure.”
The coastal road was famous for its night view. The shimmering bright lights on both sides of the wide asphalt road made it seem like a stairway to heaven.
Madison rolled down the car window, letting the sea breeze into the car. The chilly breeze seemed to cool her emotions.
While driving, Everly reminded her, “Be careful not to catch a cold.”
“It’s just for a little while,” Madison replied. She rested her arms on the window sill and leaned her head on it. Then, she closed her eyes, enjoying the liberating feeling the wind brought.
“Hey, I’ve made up my mind. After I die, scatter my ashes into the sea,” Madison suddenly said.
Everly slammed on the brakes, stopping the car by the roadside. “Madison, don’t make such jokes in the middle of the night. It’s not funny at all.”
Madison opened the door and got out of the car, taking in the sea breeze.
“I initially planned to buy the Evans residence back and have you bury my ashes under the tree in the courtyard. Since I was born there, it would be great if I could be buried there too. Besides, I figured that if I couldn’t ever see my father again-”
Madison paused for a moment before she continued, “Since he wouldn’t give me that chance, it doesn’t matter. When we die, we all turn into dust. It doesn’t make a difference where I’m buried.”
Tears welled up in Everly’s eyes as she held Madison, crying aloud, “Why does it not matter? If you’re buried at the Evans residence, I can visit you and pay my respects.
“But if your ashes are in the sea, I’ll need to steal Poseidon’s trident to see you!”
Madison smiled in response. “You’re quite the jester.”
“Madie, look, you look so beautiful when you smile. Please smile more often,” Everly pleaded.
“Okay.” Madison put on a wide smile. “After going through so much, I’ve also come to accept many things. It’s all part of life. The more we want certain things and certain people, the more difficult they are to attain.
“Once, I loved someone with all my heart. He made me experience emotions I never knew existed, but now everything is gone.
It’s time for me to move on.”
Everly hugged her tightly for a long time, unable to let go.
At that moment, she hated herself for being a nobody who lacked both power and wealth to help Madison. She despised the capitalists who ruled the world, snatching away everything that others cherished with a mere flick of their wrist.
She secretly swore to make a lot of money and climb to the position she hated, just so she could look down at the rest of the world.
Yet would the person she wanted to protect most still be around by then?
They found a barbecue restaurant by the seaside.
Madison ordered a bowl of soup and watched Everly enjoy herself. During their meal, Everly mentioned that she wanted to skewer Hunter and Andrea like barbecue skewers and roast them on the grill repeatedly.
As Madison drank her soup, she smiled and took out her phone. Pinned at the top of her conversation list was her conversation with “Mr. Williams.”
When she checked his profile picture, she realized that it hadn’t been changed; it was one of the couple photos she’d coerced him to take. He was in black, and she was in white.
Zooming into the picture, one could tell from the shadows that there was a woman with him.
Meanwhile, his shadow was in Madison’s profile picture too. Back then, she’d claimed that even their shadows were inseparable.
Madison deleted his contact. When their conversation disappeared, it felt as if he’d disappeared from her life as well.
When Everly went to get more food, Madison changed her profile picture to a photo that Everly had secretly taken of her.
Then she took a photo of the ocean and posted it with a caption that read, “Far, far away.”
Little did she know that Hunter was waiting for her outside her apartment. Madison and Everly hadn’t returned yet, so he waited in the car.
As he’d watched her retreating figure earlier, he’d recalled how she’d donated five billion dollars, and that filled him with unease.
It was the same discomfort he’d felt when she’d jumped off the building. He needed an answer to his questions.
Finally, Brent said, “Mrs. Williams is still having barbecue, sir. She probably won’t be back soon.”
“Where is she?”
“It seems like she’s at the seaside. She just posted a picture of it.”
Hunter immediately refreshed his social media feed, but the newest post he saw had been made an hour ago by a random fitness guru.
The caption read, “Breaking news! Frequent consumption of fried eggs can lead to this disease!”
“When did she post it?”
“22 minutes ago.”
When Brent noticed Hunter smoldering, his voice grew quieter. “Can’t you see the post, Mr. Williams?”
Clenching his phone tightly, Hunter said through gritted teeth, “She must have removed me.”
It was awkward that she’d removed Hunter from her social media but not his employee.
Warily, Brent pointed out, “She also changed her username and profile picture.”
Hunter snatched the phone from Brent.