Chapter 278

Madelyn replied, “I haven’t been treated badly there. Ethan is really nice to me. He gives me rides to and from school every day.”

“That’s great,” Rosario replied, squeezing Madelyn’s hand and giving it a little pat.

“Did Mr. Jardin come back with you?”

“Yes.”

“Are you hungry? I can make something for you.”

Right as Rosario was about to get up, Madelyn gave her a gentle push, settling her back down. “I’ve got this. I cook whenever I’ve got free time at the Arnold residence,” Madelyn said.

“You’re from the Jent family. You shouldn’t be cooking for a servant like me.”

“At the Jent residence, I’m a daughter of the Jent family. But here, I’m just Madelyn. Don’t worry. It won’t take long.”

Madelyn left Rosario’s room and closed the door behind her.

She headed to the kitchen, where she found an apron hanging nearby. She put it on and took some ingredients from the fridge. Since it was getting late, she decided to make a simple meal. She chopped up some garlic, broccoli, and chicken meat.

Just then, Zach came out of his room after changing his clothes. His expression changed slightly when he spotted Madelyn busy in the kitchen. This scene had appeared in his dreams multiple times. In those dreams, whenever she turned around, she would give him a soft smile.

Since Madelyn’s hospitalization following her suicide attempt, Zach had picked up on her altered demeanor.

At the thought of that, he held back his irritation and made his way toward her.

“Hiss…” Madelyn accidentally cut her finger. A drop of blood fell onto the cutting board.

In the next moment, Zach grabbed her hand and rinsed the injured finger under the tap. The cold water pierced into the wound, making her wince.

Zach furrowed his brows, “If you can’t even cut broccoli properly, how are you going to take care of someone?”

He was really strong. No matter how hard Madelyn tried to pull her hand away, she couldn’t break free.

She said, “Ethan has never asked me to cook”

“And so? That doesn’t mean you can run away from home!” Zach’s gaze turned cold.

Madelyn said, “You know very well why I went to the Arnold residence. Ethan would never hurt me.”

She wished she could voice her next thought, ‘You’re the one who hurt me.’

But before she could continue, Zach’s demeanor shifted dramatically. In a sudden burst of emotion, he pulled her forcefully into his room.

He slammed shut the door and lowered his head to passionately kiss Madelyn. She stared wide-eyed, struggling and repeatedly pounding his chest.

While attempting to halt Zach’s advance and free herself, Madelyn unintentionally left a scratch mark on his neck. He scowled, raising her hands and firmly pinning her against the door. With unwavering strength, his left hand held her securely, leaving her powerless to resist. Meanwhile, his right hand explored the upper contours of her body.

Madelyn cursed inwardly, “You crazy bastard!”

She then heard his ragged breaths, recognizing them as the signs of his arousal. Tears of fear welled up in her eyes and fell down in an instant.

It was a while before Zach finally let her go.

He asked her with a menacing gaze, “Has he touched you in any of the places I’ve touched?” Madelyn choked back tears, her delicate face turning a rosy hue.

“Zach Jardin! I… I’m your sister, how could you!” Madelyn’s body trembled as she spoke.

“I’m asking you a question!”

“No, he hasn’t!”

“It’s better stay that way!”

“Please don’t do this. We’re siblings!” Madelyn pleaded.

Zach resumed his action, caressing and kneading all her sensitive spots passionately until her knees gave in.