Novel Square
Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Ethan pocketed his phone, “Is it not okay?”
“It’s not that it’s not okay, but…”
Madison always felt that their relationship as leader and subordinate meant it shouldn’t be him taking care of her.
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Ethan spoke slowly, “Have you forgotten that I said I would pursue you? Do the nobles forget so easily?”
“I wouldn’t dare claim to be noble in your presence.” Madison could hold her own in a banter, she just hadn’t let loose in a while after being homebound for two years.
Ethan nodded to himself, “That’s right. I do wish you would start calling yourself Mrs. Jiang.”
Madison touched her warming earlobes, changing the subject, “Can
t like Lucas, who nearly blew up the kitchen?
u’ll know once you taste it.”
Wood Lake Vistas.
Ethan was a man of action through and through.
Returning to Wood Lake Vistas, he changed and went straight into the kitchen. With just the two of them in the house, any noise was
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easily attributed.
Madison washed off her uniform and headed to the kitchen.
The open kitchen exuded luxury.
The man inside moved with natural grace, each dish methodically prepared and served.
Just the aroma alone allowed Madison to imagine the flavor.
“I never knew you could cook.” She commented.
Ethan glanced back mid-task, “Do I look like a man who can’t cook?”
“That’s not what I meant.
“From now on, whatever you like, I’ll cook for you, ready for you when you get back from work.”
His words were so warm and grounded that for a moment, they
seemed surreal to Madison.
“Are you coming down with a cold?” she suddenly noticed something odd about his voice.
“I shouldn’t be, just a bit of a sore throat.”
Soon, six dishes graced the table.
Ethan washed his hands and approached, “Care for a drink?”
er next shift days away, nodded, “Yes.”
about, a far cry from the privileged chairman persona, of his suit, he was just an ordinary man, not so high and mighty.
Contrastingly, the rather ordinary Lucas always acted superior.
As Madison’s mind wandered, Ethan returned with two glasses of
red wine.
“Careful, it packs a punch. Drink slowly,” he cautioned.
Madison smiled and nodded.
As they sat down, Ethan raised his glass. Just as he spoke, the dining room lights went out, replaced by rows of dim purple floor lights casting a faint glow.
Glasses clinked, and he smirked, To celebrate Captain Madison’s wish coming true.”
Returning to the skies, a wish fulfilled.
A warmth filled Madison’s heart, “Thank you.”
How did it all become so muddled…
Living together?
She set her glass down, tasted the dishes, and praised the meal.
“Anyway, Ethan, there’s something want to say.”
Ethan nodded, “Go ahead, anything but moving out.”
Madison, serious and stern, “Have you ever considered that being
mineering might be why you’ve never been in a relationship?”
“???”
at all.”
Madison was astonished.
How did Ethan suddenly become so thick-skinned?
“I’m single by choice, not circumstance.”
A different light danced in Madison’s eyes.
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Before she could respond, Ethan added, “Like my liking you, it’s my
choice.”
“Ethan, will you ever stop?” Madison was flustered.
Her ears burned hot, and her face felt aflame.
“Hmm?” he teased.
Madison took a deep breath, “I can’t handle this kind of talk, please
stop.”
She had never been in love; talking planes, sure, but this…
“Who asked you to handle it?” Ethan moved his chair back and lit a
cigarette.
He exhaled smoke, his eyes squinted with a smile, “Just listen. When your heart is ready to accept me, just nod. No matter where you are, I’ll come to you.”
His voice, husky yet utterly sincere, not a hint of flippancy.
Madison had her share of admirers at school and at Air China, but none as boldly straightforward as Ethan.
Madison.”
She looked up.
Ethan rested an arm on the table edge, the other on his knee with a cigarette, exuding the aura of a grown man.
Especially those eyes, gazing intently at her.
“I’m not joking with you; I’m telling you… my sincerity.”
Telling you, my sincerity.
Those seven words echoed in Madison’s ears long after, persisting
till she descended for water at midnight.
The study light was still on, Ethan’s silhouette visible through the partially open door.
He seemed in distress.
Instinctively, Madison approached, knocking on the door.
No reply.
After knocking twice more, still silence.
She entered, “Ethan?”
No response.
Drawing closer, she noticed his flushed face under the light and touched his forehead.
Burning hot!
Madison recoiled, alarmed, “Ethan, wake up!”
Unfortunately, Ethan was unresponsive.
Heart racing, she didn’t hesitate to lift him up.
Maybe the jostling as she carried him downstairs roused him.
going?” His voice was frail.
ever; I’m taking you to the hospital. Stop moving; I can’t or long,” she said.
Outside, the wind was strong, but luckily she had only a sip of wine. earlier. Now past midnight, any alcohol was long gone from her
system.
She managed to start the luxury car after some struggle and sped to the hospital, pedal to the floor.
Ethan opened his eyes with effort, “Are you driving so fast because you’re worried about me?”
Madison gripped the steering wheel tightly, eyes fixed on the road.
“Why didn’t you say something if you felt bad?” she blurted out.
“And why don’t you tell me when you feel bad?”
Ethan could be stubborn when he wanted to be.
But Madison wasn’t in the best of moods either. At a red light, she turned, her gaze sharp, “Do you have a death wish?”
Ethan seemed surprised.
Indeed, he was surprised.
Surprised to see this fierce side of Madison.
After a long stare, Ethan closed his eyes, his voice hoarse with weakness, “Don’t worry, I won’t die. I promised to buy you a new plane, didn’t I?”
His speech was weak, and Madison was so concerned she broke into a sweat without realizing.
Later, Ethan called out, “Madison…”
shed, he retorted, “Are you snapping at me?”
“…Can you please be quiet and conserve some energy?”
All he did was chuckle with a hint of playfulness, “Why do I need to save all that energy?”