Chapter 292
Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 292:
Madisyn couldnât say no and found herself wrapped in Andrewâs arms. The sofa was narrow to begin with, and with both of them on it, space was even tighter. Her body pressed against his, and she could feel the hardness of his muscles. Curiously, she poked at his arm. âYouâve been working out at the gym for a while, havenât you?â
Andrew saw her innocent look and had to restrain himself. Did she not realize that her actions made it difficult for him to keep his composure? He drew her in closer, leaving no room for movement. In a low voice, he said, âDonât move. Just try to sleep.â
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His embrace was comforting, and Madisyn complied, shutting her eyes. She felt especially secure in his arms and quickly drifted off to sleep.
The night passed peacefully. Dawn broke as usual. Madisyn slowly stirred, feeling an uncomfortable pressure against her leg. She frowned slightly and muttered, âWhy didnât you take off your belt for sleep?â
She reached out to unfasten Andrewâs belt, assuming it must be uncomfortable. But as she moved her hand, he caught it. Andrew gradually opened his eyes, roused by her movements. His eyes were still heavy with sleep, his voice rough and enticing from just waking up. âWhatâs wrong?â
âYour belt is poking me,â Madisyn murmured, a bit annoyed.
âBelt?â Andrew seemed to wake up fully.
Madisyn nodded.
Suddenly, Andrewâs expression grew serious. Noticing his change in demeanor, Madisyn looked at him, puzzled. Andrew tightened his grip and said gently, âStay put. Iâll get up first.â
As Madisyn moved off the sofa and saw Andrew standing, she realized he wasnât wearing a belt at all. Seeing the bulge, she immediately understood what had been pressing against her, and her face flushed instantly. She had overlooked the fact that Andrew could be aroused just like any other man.
Andrew headed to the bathroom for a shower. As the sound of water filled the air, Madisyn felt so embarrassed she wished she could disappear. Thank goodness she hadnât actually touched itâthat would have been even more awkward.
When Andrew returned from the shower, he found Madisyn lost in thought on the sofa. She was usually composed and witty, so her dazed appearance now was unexpectedly adorable. His expression softened as he approached and sat next to her, wrapping an arm around her. âWhat are you thinking about?â
âNothing.â Madisyn quickly regained her focus and responded, âI was just thinking about what we could have for breakfast.â
âWhat would you like?â
âAnythingâs fine.â Madisyn paused, then her face brightened. âActually, Iâd love some milk and pancakes.â
âNo problem.â Andrew then gave instructions to the cook. As they descended to the dining room, Madisyn was greeted by the welcoming scent of breakfast, which immediately whetted her appetite. They settled at the table, and Andrew watched her eat with affectionate eyes. âHow about we make breakfast together a daily thing?â
âI usually have breakfast with my parents.â
âAlright.â
Madisyn glanced around. âBut youâre welcome to join us.â
âReally?â Andrew raised an eyebrow in surprise.
âAbsolutely. My parents really like you,â Madisyn said with a smile.
Andrew smiled back. âOkay.â
After breakfast, Madisyn prepared to leave for the office and climbed into Andrewâs car. However, as they drove, Madisyn noticed they were not heading towards her workplace. She looked at him curiously and asked, âWhere are we going?â
âYouâve been pushing yourself too hard. Take the next few days off and just relax,â Andrew said warmly, yet his tone was decisively firm.
Madisyn realized arguing would be futile, so she simply nodded. When the car stopped, Madisyn found they were at a park.
It was a lovely, well-kept park with a small stream that added to its charm. The sunlight lit up the green lawn, making it look especially inviting for a lie-down.
Madisyn was surprised. âWhen was this park built? Itâs so beautiful.â
âNot too long ago,â Andrew said with a smile, pleased by her delighted reaction.
Madisyn was so enchanted by the parkâs beauty that she wanted to lie down on the grass and gaze up at the sky.
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