My Repentant Brothers (Madeline Larson)

When Madeline said she liked it, she was merely brushing the man off and trying to ease the awkwardness

Upon hearing the young man ask her to name the dog, she immediately felt embarrassed, and the smile on her face faded slightly.

She gazed deeply at the young man. "There's no need, really. After all, it's your dog

Ryan lowered his gaze, his long lashes casting shadows ander his cyrs. His demeanor cooled a line.

He asked, "So, you're standing here not to play with the dog, but for what exactly?"

Madeline's heart sank. She casually petted the dog and, raising her chin deliberately, said, "You're a stranger, and out of nowhere you asked me to name your dog and even called me lovely. We're not close. Are you doing this because you think I'm attractive and want to hit on me?" Madeline wanted to get rid of this young man with an unknown background, so she decided to speak bluntly, with an air of overconfidence.

know, I'm good-looking, and it's hard not to attract attention when I walk around here. However, your way of flirting is too clumsy, leaving me feeling uneasy

Suddenly, a faint smule flashed in Ryan's eyes as he teased, "I called you lovely' out of polneness, not because I'm trying to hit on you."

"And so what?" Madeline put the dog down. The little dog affectionately

ly rubbed against her feet.

She paused its head, saying. "Men are all the same. You probably like me quite a lot, don't you? But you're just not being honest,"

Ryan let out a low snort, thinking I do like her, but as she said, so what? Who can truly see through my hean?

He said, "I asked you to name the dog because I thought you looked lonely by yourself. If you don't want to, that's fine too, I wouldn't want you to think I had my serior motives"

Madeline turned and began walking in another direction. However, it had snowed a few days ago, and the ground was still slippery. After a few steps, she slipped on some ice and lost her balance.

Fortunately, she had a solid footing and quickly steadied herself

"Can't even walk properly!" Ryan rushed over and grabbed Madeline's arm. That patch of snow hasn't been cleared. Don't go there, you'll fall and get your clothes wel

Madeline thought to herself. Even without your support, I can stay on my feet!

She said, "Thanks, but I'm a bit tired. I'll head back to rest now"

Then she turned and started walking back the way she came.

The little dog happily followed along waddling behind her. The dog was tiny and not very fast, but fortunately, Madeline wasn't walking quickly either, since she wasn't feeling well Ryan kept a steady distaner behind them, neither too close nor too far,

Ever since he heard Madeline had woken up, he rushed over after finishing his tasks, wanting to see her have dinner.

But he didn't see her. Panic surged through his heart, and he quickly ordered his people to search for her.

Then he found her mumbling to herself in front of a dog hole.

He murmured to himself, "She is as interesting as ever

Amed by the little dog's playful antics, Madeline bent down to pick it up.

She asked, "Since you don't have a name, I'll call you Dotty, okay? Because you are so fun and lively. Sound good, little Dotty?

Ryan, hearing her words, naturally accepted it. He thought, Whatever she wants to call it is fine. Everything here belongs to me anyway. She can do whatever makes her happy! Choor inside the villa, Madeline shivered from the cold, her h

hands already red from the cold..

Is was quite chilly.

Harriet was really worried. Sering Madeline resum, she hurried over and asked, "Ms. Larson, where did you wander of

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She pressed her lips together. "Just went for a walk outside."

She was well aware that her freedom was still being restricted by the people here.

Seeing her like this, Harriet sighed and said, "Alright, but since it's so cold outside, you really shouldn't be wandering around. It's freezing. The weather forecast says it's going to snow again tonight. Have a seat. Il get you some hot water."

Harriet fussed like a worried nanny. "It's really cold. What if you catch a cold! Your immune system is already weak, I know I shouldn't say this, but you really shouldn't have gone out. You are not fully recovered, so you shouldn't be out in the wind. Don't do it again..." As she spoke, she began to walk into the kitchen, and soon her voice disappeared.

Madeline rubbed her icy ears, thinking that Harriet nagged even more than Gavin.

The little dog in her arms poked its head out and glanced around. It seemed quite familiar with the place. As soon as it jumped out of Madeline's arms, it started running around the house.

When Harriet walked out of the kitchen, she stopped in her tracks and asked, "Where did this

Ime

s dog come from?"

"I found it while I was walking. A young man said it was his dog but asked me to name it. I guess he's okay with me bringing it back to play. Madeline replied Feeling strange, she looked toward the door but didn't see Ryan, leading her to believe he hadn't followed them back to the villa

"A young man?" asked Harriet.

She thought. This pretty long-haired white dog seems to be Karen's. But since Mr. Massey has decided to give it to Madeline, it's hers now. After all. it's just a dog

But to avoid any misunderstandings, Harriet still sent a message to Karen. [Karen, Mr. Massey gave the little white dog to Madeline, but it seems he didn't tell her his identity] It was a heads-up.

Upstairs, Karen was napping, Hearing her phone buzz, she thought it was a message from Ryan and lazily picked it up, supporting her forehead with one hand.

After reading it, she snorted, "My dog is just a toy for him to amuse someone with Ryan, you know full well it's mine, but you give it away so casually. What am I to you?"

Her beautiful eyes gleamed with complex emotions as she clenched her phone. "A ser

servant you can call and dismiss at will"

Karen went downstairs and saw Madeline sitting on the sofa, slowly sipping hot water,

Madeline's head was slightly bowed, and her pale neck looked delicate. At her feet, the little white dog ran in circles, playing with her.

"Snowy," Karen called out

Upon seeing its true owner, the little white dog happily ran over, wagging its tail and jumping around.

Madeline turned her head, puzzled. "Is this dog yours?"

"Who else's would it be?" Karen bent down and scooped the dog into her arms. She was gorgeous, and every move she made was graceful and alluring. "It's my dog. Who else did you think it belonged to! Did you think it was a stray?" "No, a young man said it was his. I must have misunderstood. My apologies, replied Madeline.

Karen smirked a bit. "He wasn't wrong I'm raising it, but everything here belongs to him. If you think about it, the dog is his too."