Chapter 189
The Remorseful Brothers
Chapter 189 Madeline was at her breaking point. âCan you please stop bringing it up!â She was so embarrassed she could practically dig a hole with her toes Thinking. He wants to wash my pantiesâ 1 might as well die!
âThanks for the hot water bottle and the chowder, but I need to rest now. Could you leave me alone in peace?â Madeline said.
âAre you mad?â Eugene sounded puzzled. All he did was see Madelineâs underwearâwas that such a big deal? Slowly, he realized the harsh truth that she didnât consider him family at all.
Eugene cleared his throat and sat on the edge of the bed. âGo ahead and sleep. Iâll watch over you,â
Madeline lay on the bed and clutched her pillow tightly with furrowed brows. âI canât sleep with someone watching. Iâm not your room and do whatever you want.â
Iâm not used to to it. Please, go to As long as Eugene wasnât around, Madeline would not be embarrassed anymore. She waved him off, desperate to ease her awkwardnes. âGoâ
Sighing in defeat, Eugene left Madelineâs room, gently closing the door behind him. His phone rang just as he stepped out Hey, thereâs a big party in the capitalâlots of pretty models and celebrities. You in?â
âPiss off.â Eugene replied flatly. âOne more call like this and youâre blocked. Next time donât-â
Eugeneâs friend was battled on the other end of the call. âArenât you the life of every party? The most soughtâafter rich kid?
Whatâs going on with you now! Blink if youâve been kidnapped!â
âWhen have I ever been reckless? Eugene clicked his tongue. âYou know my reputation better than anyone.â
âTrue, but come on, even if youâre cleanâcut, a little fun never hurt anyone, Eugeneâs friend insisted Fed up with the nonsense, Eugene impatiently hung up the phone. He was still up for proper gatherings, but anything question shady w was out of the On her way to set down the bowl, Madeline overheard Eugeneâs conversation from the doorway. With narrowed eyes, she teased, âAhh, no wonder youâre so unrestrained. Youâve been going to those parties, huh?â
âI surf the net too, you know. Those p parties are for the filthy rich to Madeline began.
Before Madeline could finish. Eugene hurriedly covered her mouth. âMaddie, donât talk nonsense.â
Madeline wrinkled her nose in defiance. Im not talking to you anymore. Im going to put the dishes away.â
Eugene rubbed his temple, inwardly cursing his unlucky streak. Years of being virtuous, only to have his reputation tarnished in one fell swoop. He wondered how he could pursue Madeline now As Eugene fiddled with his phone, he made plans to take Madeline to one of his gatherings, to show her they were far from scandalous.
Madeline was particularly tired as she was in menstruation. She returned to her room, feeling a dull ache in her bones.
Collapsing onto the bed, she grabbed a small massage stick to ease her sore shoulders, Before long, Engene slipped back in, shedding his shoes and sliding under Madelineâs blanket Taking the massage stick from her hand, he teased, âWhy use that when youâve got me, a living person right here?â
Suppressing the urge to kick Eugene off the bed, Madeline tried to be polite âEugene, arenât you a little old to be sneaking into my bed?â Unfazed. Eugene began to massage Madelineâs shoulders, his hands skillful and firm. To her surprise, it felt really good.
Madeline narrowed her eyes in contentment but still protested, âIf Caleb comes home and sees this, heâll definitely get the wrong idea.â
âRelax. Iâm just helping you feel better. Eugene grinned, his long fingers moving deftly across Madelineâs tense muscles, His face, annoyingly handsome, made it all the more distracting.
Madeline couldnât deny it anymoreâthis felt even better than a professional massage. âAll right, but you better leave before Caleb comes home, Go to your room âOf course.â Eugene arched an eyebrow playfully. âI wouldnât want to make things difficult for you. Howâs this pressure, Maddie! I heard girls feel. achy on their period. Tell me, where do you hurt?
âMummy lock, especially along the spine and my thighs are sore too? Madeline muttered, on the verge of Lalling asleep. The soreness in her body had card significantly thanks to Eigeneâs skillful massage, Clupter 180 Yet, every time Eugene pressed certain spots, Madeline couldnât help but giggle as it tickled.
Halfâawake, Madeline caught bits of Eugeneâs words. âTo a man of integrity and have never joined any shady gatherings. Some friends have tried drag me along, but Iâve always firmly refusedâ
âAfter all. I in devosed to marrying you, Maddie Eugeneâs gaze softened as he added earnestly. âIf you ever misunderstood me.
Iâd be truly heanbrokenâ
Madeline yawned, her voice languid, âMen... having some hobbies is normal. Itâs fine.â
Eugeneâs hand froze, and his expression darkened. A glint flashed in his eyes. âIs your thigh sore, Maddie?â he asked.
Then, Eugene pulled the blanket back slightly, his hands sliding from her back to her thighs. His fingers deliberately kneaded upward from her knees. âHowâs the pressure!â
âMm, very comfortable. Madeline replied sleepily.
Eugene hunimed, his hands creeping higher. Madeline was wearing thick, fluffy loungewear, but even through the fabric, she could tell something wasnât night.
feel so off? âOkay, thatâs enough.â She quickly waved him off, stifling laughter as the Madeline thought, âIs he doing it properly? Why does this fe tickling became unbearable. âStop, thatâs enoughâ
âWhy? Iâm just giving you a a massage. Didnât you say itâs normal for men to have hobbiesâ Eugene asked.
âIsnât it reasonable for someone like me, whoâs supposedly not so proper, to have some tricks up his sleeve Eugeneâs dissatisfaction was palpable, laced with a playful yet biting edge.
Madeline, feeling cornered, turned and grabbed Eugeneâs hand, her eyes filled with regret. âI was wrong! Youâre a good person, and youâd never hang out with bad companyâ
âI shouldnât have said d that t and I shouldnât have doubted you,â Madeline added, trying her best to make her gaze seem sincere. âIâm sorryâ
A faint smile tugged at Eugeneâs lips, but the look in his eyes held something deeper, something lost in the sweetness of her trying to appease him. âCome with me to a gathering in a few days.â
âOkay, sureâ Madeline agreed without hesitation. She would deal with whatever happens later.
Satisfied, Eugene finally stopped teasing Madeline. He propped himself against the pillows and tacked her back under the covers. warming of the bed suffice? Is it warm enough!â
âDoes my âYeals!â Madeline nodded fervently Eugene chuckled brushing Madelineâs hair gently. âGood. Now, itâs time for you to take a nap. Maddie. Iâll stay until you fall asleepâ
Though Madeline wanted to shoo him away, the weight of his presence, combined with his gentle authority, made her rod meekly. âAll rightâ
They lay close together, with Eugene occasionally patting her head, pinching her cheeks, or playing with her eyelashes.