Chapter 195
The Remorseful Brothers
Chapter 195 to notice Madelineâs resistance. He sat on the bed, pulled the quilt, and put his head on her shoulder. He was quiet and dude t Eugene didnât seem to do anything else.
His hair was smooth, and he had a unique fragrance. Madeline felt her neck itch and felt uncomfortable. She glanced at hugeneâs ser expression. Seeing that he had no other ideas, she watched the movie seriously The movie was scary. Madeline took bites of popcorn from time to tane. Sometimes, when there were scary scenes, she would pull up the quilt to block her view.
Eugene chuckled. âIf youâre scared, you can come into my arms âNo, thunksâ Madeline waved her hand âIâm not scaredâ
Eugene was no fool. He could see that Madeline was wary of hi of him. This really made him sad He stroked her long hair and sighed. âWhy are you soon guard against me? Do you still remember what happened when we were kid âOf course, I remember. Madeline nodded, confused. âWhen we were little, we grew up together in the orphanage and depended on each other. So our relationship is very good. Iâm grateful to you and the others. Thanks to all of your protection, I was able to grow up safelyâ
Her words were clearing up any other ambiguous relationships, Eugene smiled as he thought. Sometimes, memories can be false, right? But he didnât say it. Those things were so far away that sometimes he didnât even want to recall them.
Ito me, Maddieâ He sighed. âWhatâs your motherâs name?â
âYou shouldnât only be grateful to âLayla.â Madeline didnât know why he brought this up. She pulled the quilt and pulled away a little. âWhy are you asking this all of a suddenâ She looked puzzled. âYouâre not trying to talk nonsense and let my guard down, are youâ Madeline finally spoke frankly Eugene looked at her with a faint smile. âLet your guard down! So, are you at my mercy now! His fingers touched her cheek but there was no desire in his eyes. On the contrary, they seemed particularly paranoid.
Madeline mei Eugeneâs gaze. She hesitated for a while and said, âEugene, Iâve always regarded you as my brother who has been through thick and â thin with me. You donât have to ahrays want to be with me.â
She looked at Eugene seriously and sincerely. âThink about it, you donât actually like me. I was so young back then. How could you possibly like a little bean sprout âReally? Do we have to like each other to be together? Or do you think I donât like you enough? Eugene sneered, his gaze chilly âHow should I prove it to you?â
Madeline felt a little uneasy. âThatâs not what I meant.â She felt it really difficult to communicate with the paranoid Eugehe Eugene stopped watching the movie and stared at Madeline. She felt a little scared. Eugeneâs eyes were deep and cold, and there was no smile on his face, as if this was the real him. He looked at her deeply, without emotions in his gaze.
Then, Iâll show you my heart.â Eugene raised his hand and began to unbutton his clothes Madeline grabbed his hand and said anxiously. âEugene, love canât be forced! Even if itâs a done deal, it only end in tragedy.
âFrom beginning to end, I never cared whether itâs a tragedy or a comedy Eugene grabbed her wrists, untied his belt, and ned her hands to the headboard Her wrists were tied up tightly. Madeline went silent, and her pupils shrank slightly. âEugene, if you do this. Iâll be really angry!
Eugene no longer cared and couldnât even hear a wond Madeline said. She saw her phone next to her and raised her foot to hook it over so she could call for help But her feet were held down by Eugene. He bent hus knees against her legs, mucking it impossible for her to move. His slender and powerful fingers were already on his collar, and he begins to take off his coat Machineâs long eyelashes trembles âEugene, stop She looked away, her handi struggling and her wrists hurting In the room, there was only the sound of her anggling wout her input box athing. Made Inur left sceneved, and her eyes reddeneil. It she had kisown car carlier, the wouldnât have believed Eixgenes potiserie di scented that he wi 10:41 AM DO Chapter 195 Eugene had taken off his clothes, but he didnât take the next step. He raised his hand and pinched Madelineâs chin, forcing her to look at him. âMaddie, take a good look at me.
Madeline pursed her lips and looked. There was no light in the private room. Horror films were dark in nature. White lights would fash occasionally, and other times, the lights were faint. In the dim room, they could barely see each other.
Eugene was sitting next to her. He was naked from the waist up, with his clothes hanging at his waist. He had a great figure, and he looked like a work of art under the dim light. It was too perfect.
However, there was a rather seductive camellia tattoo on his shoulder, climbing from his back to his right chest, looking very strange. The camellias were beautiful, the red flowers blooming on his skin. But for some reason, the tattoo technique was odd, and the flower totems made him look like a fallen Shura.
âYou... Madelineâs expression changed as she looked at Eugene in disbelief.
The strangest thing was that this pattern felt familiar to her. She remembered drawing it as a child. At that time, Madeline had just started learning In the orphanage, the director, Agatha, had taught her her first poem, which was about camellias.
The kind Agatha took her to draw in front of the winter camellias, which she did with a brush and clumsy techniques. At that time, she was cold and indifferent to everything.
Agatha told her if there was anyone she liked the most in the orphanage, she should let that person accompany her forever, to entertain her and protect her for the rest of her life. At that time, Madeline and Agatha were standing in the snow. There were too many outstanding boys in the orphanage, as if they were carefully selected From afar, she saw a boy standing in front of the camellia tree. He was about 13 or 14 years old, with beautiful eyes and lips as red as the camellia flowers. He was beautiful.
She pointed at the boy. âMrs. Florence, I like him. Heâs as beautiful as our drawings.â
Agatha said with a smile, âHis name is Eugene. A nice name, right? When you grow up, heâll be yours. This is back on your word.â
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