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My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise
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Madisonâs anger seemed to radiate, freezing the atmosphere around them.
The strength in Joeâs hands completely loosened, disbelief appeared in his eyes, and his voice angrily exclaimed, âJessica, do you know what youâre saying?â
Madison, her eyes reddened, paused to look at him before walking away without a backward glance.
She didnât understand why she had used those words. The thought of being called âMadison Haleâ filled her with an inexplicable sorrow, as if she were nothing but a name others chose to give her, an afterthought, an outsider.
âBut how can he, when I have clearly already returned to the Daves family⦠I have no surname of Hale. Madison thought.
Madison left without changing out of her chefâs uniform, her exit was as disheveled as her emotions.
The restaurant wasnât busy, and thankfully, no one witnessed Madison tearful departure.
The evening breeze gently brushed by, and the air outside the house made Madisonâs mind cool down slightly.
Madison sniffed and remembered that her car had been borrowed by Cullen.
With the Rose Garden located away from the city center, Madison couldnât easily hail a cab. The only option would be to swallow her pride and ask Joe, who was somewhere behind her, for a ride..
But pride held her back, and the sting of Joeâs words echoed in her mind, making her reluctant to turn around.
Madison held her phone, debating whether to call Joe or just spend the night at Rose Garden. She knew mentioning it to Greg would secure her a place to stay.
Hesitating, a man in the driverâs seat of a car parked nearby with the engine still running suddenly widened his eyes and pointed through the car window.
âWhat the hell, Leo? Isnât that Jessica? Why is she crying? I swear, if someone hurt her, theyâre dead.â Cullen shouted out.
Cullen muttered in dissatisfaction, intending to turn off the engine and get out of the car. However, his actions suddenly came to a halt halfway.
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In the back seat of the car, Leo leaned against the rear compartment and squinted hist eyes. His hand on the door handle also paused.
On the other end, Madison was undecided, thumb hovering over her phone, contemplating calling Joe, when a cough from behind her broke the silence.
âStill mad at me?â Joe asked.
The familiar and sc at tered voice made Madisonâs b*dy stiff. The previous sadness had. disappeared, leaving only a righteous spirit in the wind. Now she heard Joeâs voice again, instantly feeling wronged.
She remained silent, bowing her head with a sour nose, aimlessly poking at her phone.
Although there was no intention to pay attention to Joeâs opinion, there was also no direct anger and escape like in the Rose Garden.
Joe sighed softly and said, âAh, if someone doesnât want to go home, then Iâll just leave by myself.â
Madison still ignored, biting her l*p with her back turned to Joe.
Madison admitted that she was a bit excessive tonight, but he provoked her first. If things didnât work out with the old doctor Benton, she could always stay in the Rose Garden for a couple of days and apologized to him later.
Madison had no intention of speaking to him now, for sure.
âExcuse me, move aside. Youâre blocking my path,â Joe said tersely.
Behind her, Joe had not left yet, and a lazy voice sounded again.
Madison was also ignited by this sentence, and directly exploded, âItâs not your car at all.â
The voice suddenly stopped when a bouquet of champagne roses appeared in front.
Madison stood there in a daze, with tears still hanging on her eyelashes. With a blink of an eye, that teardrop fell from the air and landed perfectly on the beige petal, like a dewdrop sliding down.
And this scene happened to be seen by two people in a car not far away, completely
intact.
Joe had a soft heart because his little sister cried, if his John found out, he would definitely be furious.
Joe, now more gentle, implored, âStop crying, will you? Youâre an adult, but crying like a
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child. Be careful, or youâll end up a spectacle on the internet.â
Joe directly stuffed a handful of flowers into Madisonâs arms, took out a tissue to wipe her face, and showed as much patience as taking care of his own daughter.
âLook, I got you these roses you like. Next time, donât say things thatâll make me the bad. guy, okay, Jessica? Use your brain before you speak. Joe said.
Before Madison could wipe her face with the tissue, Joe tapped her forehead a few times.
Madison frowned and avoided his actions, reaching out to take the paper from his hand and wiping it herself.
Her voice still thick from crying, Madisonâs words came out edged with accusation, âYou say that, but deep down, you might think otherwise.â
Joe was about to reach for more tissues, but her words stopped him. He looked at her, conflicted, âWhatâs on your mind? Do you see yourself as a burden or am I eager for youâ¦â
He couldnât finish. The weight of what he wanted to say hung between them.
Joe was a little nervous when he found out that Madison was his own younger sister. At that time, she was still in the emergency room being rescued, and he was so anxious that he couldnât sleep, hoping for her to wake up.
âSheâs something, and am I eager for her⦠what a cu nning person.
Madison, holding the flowers, her gaze fiery yet hurt, retorted, âIsnât it obvious? You were so eager to get rid of me. You wanted to go home, and youâre quick to dismiss me. Isnât this you looking down on me?â
ââ¦â Joe was about to explain when he was interrupted by Madison.
homou,
Madison sniffed, âI know because ever since I got lost at birth, my momâs health has been poor. Dadâs heart has always been with her, so he had no time or energy to take care of you. No one even knew when you had a fever, if it werenât for John raising maybe you wouldnât have had the chance to find me. You donât want to go because youâre always being ignored by Mom and Dad. You donât want to see them, and Iâm sure you also resent me for causing our motherâs illness. Itâs only natural that you despise and resent me.â
Madison bowed her head, tears streaming down as she spoke, her sorrow palpable.
Joe felt a wave of helplessness wash over him, his headache intensifying.
Joc didnât want to go/
to the Daves family because of neglect reasons during his
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childhood. Because of a broken childhood, in all those years that followed, there was not one or anything to heal him.
Joe might know that he was being willful and childish, but until now he had never received an apology.
Even though his parents and John had been persuading him to go back every year, saying that they already knew their mistakes and had all lowered their heads to give him a way out, the family should not let the relationship become so strained.
But he couldnât see where the steps were, and he didnât want to go back pretending there was no barrier.
But for now, it was not even a question of whether or not to go back. Joe didnât know. how his younger sister came up with such thoughts, but he could only reluctantly agree.
âCan you stop crying now, Jessica? Okay, okay, Iâll take you back,â Joc said, his tone anxious yet gentle.
His tone was a bit urgent, but he could only patiently coax, âI have never disliked you, let alone resent or despise you. You are the only sister of the Daves family. Even if I dislike Samuel, I would not dislike you. You just like to listen to some gossip and imagine yourself. Donât you know how I treat you usually? Humph?â
Madison kept her head down, her voice soft but firm, âAre you willing to go back home with me together? Return to Rozalia?â
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