Love’ss 24
However, when Andrew walked out the door, he turned back to look at Rowan. "Two years!"Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
Rowan's heart was in turmoil. Could Andrew read his mind?
Not only was Rowan not allowed to be disrespectful when talking about Madelyn, but now, it seemed that he couldn't have any disrespectful thoughts either.
After Andrew left, Jason walked in and looked at Rowan. "Come on. It's not like you didn't know how much Mr. Miller spoils her. Why did you even try to go against her?"
"She's a witch."
"Are you planning to stay in that desert for the rest of your life?" Jason was exasperated at Rowan.
He knew that Andrew was making an example of Rowan to warn everyone around him that they could not disrespect Madelyn, even if she had done something completely unethical. Although he felt that Rowan was being petty, Jason privately agreed with his opinion of Madelyn being a witch.
Andrew sped all the way back to the Miller residence. He walked inside grimly, looking as if someone had stolen his favorite desserts.
When Ryan saw him, he immediately hurried over. "Mr. Andrew, what are you doing back here?"
Hadn't they told Madelyn not to tell him?
Andrew did not even look at Ryan. He appeared very fierce. However, when he reached the door to the dining room, he heard Madelyn's
tinkling laughter.
"Mom, this is amazing! I haven't had this for ages." She seemed very happy.
Andrew felt like he had gone back in time. In their childhood, Madelyn would always follow Grace around in the kitchen while she was cooking and start stealing mouthfuls of food. "We used to ask you to come back, but you never came. Apart from anything else, didn't you miss my cooking?"
"Mom, can you stop bringing up the past? Should I move back in?" Madelyn asked Grace in a wheedling tone. Andrew relaxed considerably.
He walked over to the dining room and saw Madelyn and Grace together, looking very harmonious.
Athena's smile flickered when she saw Andrew. "What are you doing
back here?"
Madelyn looked up from the enormous mountain of plates in front of her. When she saw that it was Andrew, her face split into a smile.
She had always been a little chubby, and she was very fair. Whenever she smiled, her eyes crinkled into crescents.
When was the last time that she had smiled so beautifully and in
such a natural manner?
Andrew's gaze softened, and he sat down opposite Madelyn because Athena and Grace were on either side of her and there was no space. for him. This annoyed him somewhat. "Darling, shall we move back in? That way, we can have Mom's cooking every day."
If they moved back in, they could keep an eye on that idiot, Easton,
too. They had to stop him from tricking Athena into giving him her shares
When Andrew heard her boldly mention moving back in, his expression darkened. "No!"
"Why?" Madelyn looked unhappily at him when he refused.
Grace and Athena looked at Andrew in displeasure as well.
The two of them wanted to spend time with Madelyn to see if she really had changed back to how she used to be..
Andrew said, "Mom's getting older, and we can't tire her out."
The atmosphere in the dining room suddenly became as chilly as winter.
Grace maintained her composure with an effort, but she clenched her teeth slightly as she looked at Andrew. "What did you say?"
Most women hated being told that they were old. Besides, Grace was the kind of person who was always careful about maintaining her image. She could not stand being spoken of that way. Seeing that Grace was angry, Madelyn quickly said, "Mom, he's always been tactless. You know that."
Grace took a deep breath. That was true. She had given birth to Andrew, and she knew what he was like. He had always been tactless, but she had to forgive him!
However, she was still angry.
"I'm just telling the truth."
Grace had only just managed to suppress her anger when Andrew triggered it again. Annoyed, she took his plate away. "Stop eating."
This tactless son of hers had no right to eat at her dining table.
Andrew's expression did not change much. He just looked at
Madelyn. Madelyn did not dare to look at him as she bent over her food and gobbled it up. She did not want to get caught in the
crossfire.