Ophelia cast a glance at Madeleine and pulled a wry face. "Madeleine."
Madeleine shrugged and said lightly, "Just kidding."
Wilfred could tell these two women had a solid relationship and smiled, "You two are really close. The women Iâve met before, their friendships always fall apart over trifles, no matter how good they appear."
Madeleine raised her chin proudly. "The relationship between Ophelia and me is beyond friendship. We have a very humble beginning, and look where weâre at now. I wonât say weâve suffered more hardships than anyone else ever, but no one has such a bitter past as we do, and thatâs why no rumors can ever break us apart. The reason their friendships fall apart over trifles is because those women have never treated each other as real friends."
Wilfred gave an approving smile. "Well said. That makes total sense to me."
It took the two of them almost an hour to finish the late night meal, and during this hour, they had made a new friend. The three of them had a pleasant and friendly conversation. When they said goodbye to each other, Madeleine joked, "Mr. Robinson, how about I fix you up with a girlfriend of mine? Although sheâs not so pretty or sexy as Ophelia, sheâs also a beauty. How about I arrange a date for you two?"
Wilfred replied, "Maybe another time, when Iâm not busy. But Iâm a rough-and-ready person, and sometimes, Iâm too careless to notice anything wrong with the girl, so you have to make it clear to her."
Madeleine wagged her finger and said, "Thatâs not true, Mr. Robinson. Youâre indeed a straightforward person, but actually youâre very sensitive and sincere. You have a house and a car, and most importantly, youâre so handsome. Iâm afraid that youâll think my friend is not good enough for you."
"That wonât happen. Most of the time, beauties like you wonât take to a rough-looking guy like me."
"Youâre being too modest, Mr. Robinson. Just donât excuse yourself when I introduce my girlfriend to you," said Madeleine.
Wilfred burst out laughing before looking at his watch. It was already after 2 a.m.
"Girls, itâs late now. Let me send you home," Wilfred suggested.
"Donât bother. We can drive ourselves home," Madeleine replied.
"Fine then, drive safely. Call me if you need any help, and Iâm on call at all times." Mr. Robinson played up to the two girls.
After they said goodbye to each other, Madeleine and Ophelia got into the car and fastened the seat belts before Ophelia leaned back in the passenger seat wearily.
"Are you tired, honey?" Madeleine was a little worried about her.
"Kind of." Ophelia nodded. During this busy day, she had gone through misunderstanding, jealousy, frustration, and violent mood swings. She had already outdone herself staying up so late while only feeling a little "tired".
Madeleine suggested, "Have a rest on the way. It will take you more than half an hour to get home."
Ophelia shook her head.
"It has long passed my sleep time, and I canât fall asleep in a while."
Ophelia paused before she continued, "Madeleine, why did you bond with Mr. Robinson all of a sudden?"
"I did that for you. Now youâre seven-month pregnant, and the baby will arrive in two or three months. This is a critical period, and nothing can ever happen to you, so I want to hire some reliable bodyguards to protect you."
Ophelia couldnât help but laugh. "I do nothing every day but take a walk outside occasionally. What do you hire bodyguards for? To take a walk with me?"
"Well, better safe than sorry. Youâre a Mrs. Chambers, and there are many people paying attention to the baby in your womb. Few of them hope you can deliver the baby safe and sound, but I can guarantee that most of them donât. Therefore, itâs always good to take precautions," Madeleine insisted.
Ophelia felt warm inside upon hearing that, but she felt more that Madeleine was overreacting.
"Madeleine, I know you interpret a wealthy family in a complex way because youâre a fictionist, but in fact, there arenât that many feuds as you think,"
said Ophelia. "Even if those people donât want me to give birth to the first grandchild of the Chambers family, they wouldnât go so far as to make me have a miscarriage."
Madeleine curled her lips and said, "Iâm not sure about others, but Miss and Mrs. Fletcher are lunatics. They are crazy enough for anything."
Admittedly, best-selling authors were the group of people of great insight, and not surprisingly, Madeleine made an accurate prediction about the future.
Ophelia went silent.
"Honey, you have to believe me. Mrs. Fletcher looks elegant, but sheâs a total maniac when it comes to her daughter Cora. Now Cora had a miscarriage, and Mrs. Fletcher might do something to your baby because she wants Zachariah to marry her daughter so much, so weâd better take Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game ï¤Chapter 289 Two Kinds of Beauty Say You Will Be Mine ï¤Chapter 38 Pay You Back for the Rest of My Life (The End)
The Vixen's Man ï¤15 precautions. I began to think about asking for help from security companies half a month ago, but I hadnât found a suitable one. Coincidentally, we met Mr. Robinson toady, and we can visit his security business first. If itâs as good as he said, we can hire some bodyguards to protect you before you give birth safely."
Ophelia was plunged in thought.
It was after five minutes that she nodded approval.
"I knew you would agree, honey," Madeleine smiled a little proudly.
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