Chapter 530

Chapter 530:

Andrew held his silence, and with each passing moment, Madisyn’s anxiety grew. The tension overwhelmed her, suffocating and relentless, until she could no longer bear it. Finally, she uttered, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

“I shouldn’t have lied to you,” Madisyn began, yearning to explain herself. But as she caught sight of the sadness lurking in Andrew’s downcast eyes, a sharp pang pierced her heart. “A mistake is a mistake. I won’t explain. I’m truly sorry!”

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Andrew responded with a low hum, but the silence that followed spoke volumes. Madisyn clenched her clothes tightly, a knot of anxiety twisting in her stomach.

Waylon cut in, “What are you two up to? Why aren’t you drinking with me?”

Madisyn shot him a glance, secretly wishing she could just kick him to the curb!

The silence hung heavily as they made their way home. Andrew helped Waylon into his parents’ villa before stepping outside to find Madisyn waiting for him at the gate of her own villa.

“Get some rest,” Andrew said softly, his hand brushing gently against her head.

Madisyn met his calm gaze, and the deeper his tranquility ran, the more fear gnawed at her insides. “What’s wrong, Andrew? If you’re upset, just scold me!”

“Why would I scold you?”

“I promised you I wouldn’t race, yet I went and did it anyway…” Madisyn hung her head, a wave of genuine remorse washing over her.

Andrew let out a soft sigh as he wrapped her in his arms. His voice was even more soothing under the blanket of night as he murmured, “I know you wouldn’t have gone unless you felt you had to. And if that was the case, what reason would I have to stop you? I could only join you.”

His gentle, indulgent tone brought tears to Madisyn’s eyes, which spilled down her cheeks in an instant. No matter the moment, Andrew always prioritized her feelings, leaving her feeling even guiltier. “I knew you had your reservations about racing, yet I went ahead and participated. I’m so sorry. It was just that Waylon’s club owner had been kind to me before, and I couldn’t bear to watch his club fall apart!”

“Have you known how to race for a long time?” Andrew asked, his voice gentle as a caress.

“Yes, for a long time. Racing was the fastest way for me to make a name for myself.” Through her tears, Madisyn gazed into his handsome face. “I promise I won’t get hurt!”

Andrew sighed once more, tenderly brushing away her tears with his fingers, his eyes brimming with heartache. “I can tell you’re really talented at it.”

At last, Madisyn smiled, her voice laced with a touch of pride. “I actually won a national championship once!”

“That’s amazing. You’re truly my treasure,” Andrew said, his tone warm and indulgent.

Madisyn blinked, a note of caution lacing her voice as she asked, “Are you truly not angry?”

“I’ve already heard your explanation. If I still tried to hold you back, that would be my fault. I’m not forbidding you from racing; I’m just worried you’ll get hurt,” Andrew replied. His words melted Madisyn’s heart, and she wrapped her arms around him tightly. She declared in her mind that Andrew was the finest person in the world!

Suddenly, she felt something delicate fall beside her. Madisyn looked up to see countless snowflakes drifting down from the sky.

“Wow!” she exclaimed in delight, raising her hand to catch them as they landed softly, only to vanish. The entire world transformed into a mesmerizing winter wonderland, each flake enhancing the beauty around her.

Against this enchanting backdrop, Andrew’s face appeared even more gentle. “It’s so beautiful!” Madisyn exclaimed, stepping to the side to soak in the enchanting snowy scene. Andrew held her hand tightly, his warmth contrasting with her cold fingers, and he slipped off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

“You’ll catch a cold wearing just a shirt. I’m not cold,” Madisyn attempted to return the coat. But Andrew pressed it down resolutely. “You’re a man; I don’t get cold. If you catch a cold, it’ll be a problem.”

With that, Madisyn relented, allowing him to keep it on her. Soon, the world around them was blanketed in a delicate, shimmering layer of snow. Enchanted by the beauty, she began to twirl and dance.

Her laughter rang out like tinkling bells, filling the air with joy.

Andrew watched her, his gaze softening with tenderness as he took in the delightful scene. Meanwhile, Elaine and Glenn observed them from the second floor of their villa.

Elaine smiled knowingly, saying, “Kids these days care more about romance than staying warm.”

“Indeed,” Glenn replied, lovingly draping his coat over Elaine’s shoulders. “You really ought to get a coat. You’re not as young as you used to be. What if you catch a cold?”

Glenn felt a twinge of sadness at her words. Had he truly reached the age where his wife found him bothersome?

Snowflakes continued to dance down over the city, lending the night an exceptional beauty and gentle charm.

Elaine watched for a long time, her heart warmed by the sight.

Half an hour slipped by, and Andrew and Madisyn were still joyfully playing in the snow.

“Take some clothes to them. If they keep playing like that, they’ll surely catch a cold,” Elaine urged her husband with a gentle nudge.

Glenn turned to head inside, but Elaine swiftly pulled him back. “No need; they’re going inside!”

Madisyn, having enjoyed herself to the fullest, stood with her face and hands frozen stiff, her cheeks flushed a rosy hue as she gazed at Andrew with delight.

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