"No way."
Madison was stunned. What a rogue this man was.
Ethan just sat down, not looking like a wounded man at all.
His left hand seemed completely numb, and the pain had long since faded, the blood had stopped flowing, but it looked a bit shocking.
"Can I borrow your phone?"
Madison glanced at him and handed over her phone.
Ethan took it with one hand, his blood-stained fingers tapped the screen and quickly dialed a number.
He asked her, "Where are we?"
Madison reported an address, and Ethan said to the person on the phone, "Got that?"
Then he said a few more things, but Madison wasn't paying attention.
After a brief conversation, Ethan returned the phone to Madison.
But the woman held the phone with two fingers, decisively tossed it to the side with quite some speed, she seemed to be expressing her mild disgust.
The light in Ethan's eyes deepened, and he suddenly smiled, "Do you find me dirty?"
Madison, her eyes wet, glanced at his bloody body and lied, "No, you're very clean."
"..." Ethan felt mocked.
The next few moments were quiet.
Madison didn't bother him, she quietly started cleaning up the house, collected the barely touched food, and then prepared to leave.
Before leaving, she turned her head, "Are you staying here?"
That wouldn't be good.
What if Lucas comes back suddenly?
Ethan understood her implications and slowly followed her out.
This was the first time he met a woman who could endure so much.
He heard bits and pieces of what that man said, and combined, he could guess what happened.
Sophia?
He seemed to have heard of her.
While in a trance, the woman named Madison had already fed the leftovers to a bunch of cats and dogs.
Ethan paused, standing at a considerable distance watching her.
Good people, they deserved to be bullied.
Although there is nothing wrong with being kind, one can't be spineless.
Just like his mother.
"Ah…" Madison heard a dog bark, she turned around to see two dogs charging at the man.
Ethan's face stiffened, quickly backing away.
"Snowy! Spotty!" Madison rushed over.
The two dogs ran incredibly fast, heading straight for Ethan.
While Ethan was dodging stray dogs, he was knocked over by a weight. When he saw her silhouette out of the corner of his eye, he subconsciously reached out to support the back of her head.
"Hiss——"
Madison quickly pushed the two dogs away after falling to the ground, then hurriedly got up to help Ethan, "Are you okay?"
Ethan had never been so embarrassed before, he frowned, looking at his hand that was bleeding yet again.
Madison remembers he just held her head a moment ago, she asked again, "Are you okay?"
The man stared at her, his tone unintentionally fierce, "I'm not going to die, why are your eyes red?"
Madison was confused by his shouting, "I…"
Women are too delicate, it seems like they could dissipilate into mist when they get scolded.
Before, Madison's classmates teased her for this, saying how could such a soft and tender girl be a pilot?
No one knew, the Madison flying in the sky, safely delivering homesick people to their destinations, how brilliant she was.
It's just that the past two years of obedient marital life had already dimmed her radiance.
Ethan subtly moved his hand away, not letting her see, he was about to say something when headlights approached from afar.
The lights were too bright, covering them in light in the summer night after the rain.
Soon, a line of identical luxury cars stopped in front of them, the license plates of those cars all seemed to be related.
Starting with 'Sung A', 7896, 7897, 7898, 7899…
What kind of power does one need to get such consecutive plate numbers?
"President Grant."
"President Grant, we failed in our duty!"
"President Grant, your hand… call the doctor immediately!"
Madison was shocked by this spectacle, backing up silently.
The appearing bodyguards found a strange woman there, thinking she intended to harm President Grant, they quickly headed towards Madison.
Madison's beautiful eyes were filled with vigilance, she quickly moved next to Ethan.
Ethan sidestepped and gave the bodyguards a warning glance.
The bodyguards immediately stopped, not daring to move.
Ethan turned back and glanced at the woman's arm, scratched from blocking the stray dogs.
Later, without leaving a single word, he got in the car.
After he got in the car, a man who looked like an assistant came over with a file bag and respectfully handed it over, "Miss Clark, this is a little token of appreciation from President Grant, please accept it. President Grant has already informed in advance, so you can just register your name at the relevant departments later."
Madison didn't quite hear what the other party was saying, the day's events had already made her brain slow, the file bag was forcibly stuffed into her hand, and the convoy slowly left.
The man's appearance was an accident, so it wouldn't leave a trace, just like Lucas.
The sound of the engine quickly faded, Madison looked up at the starless night sky.
The road ahead, she would have to walk on her own.
…
Back home, Madison treated the wound on her arm, wiped off the blood left by the man, and after finishing everything, she entered her bedroom to open the file bag.
A red property deed appeared before her eyes, leaving Madison startled.
"Ding——" A message came in on her phone.
Madison opened it to read.
At that moment, Madison, who had been holding back all night, finally burst into tears.
The message came from a stranger's number.
That person said——
[Consider it a thank you gift, at least you'll have a place to go after the divorce. ——Ethan]
Madison never thought the first person to care about where she would go after the divorce would be a complete stranger.
The warmth those words brought her seemed to fill up the cold neglect she suffered in this marriage all at once.
That man, didn't seem so terrible after all.
Thoughtful as she was, in this night, she unintentionally caught a hint of tenderness from the strange man.
Crying herself to sleep, Madison drifted off.
…
The following day, at the USCS.
At nine ten, Madison was ten minutes late.
"Madison."
The approaching Madison paused, her face gradually paling.
Because it wasn't Lucas alone who came, there was a woman by his side.
She saw a photo of her once in college, so that woman was Sophia.
Sophia wasn't particularly beautiful, just when she smiled, her eyes had a seductive flair. She didn't look much different from what Madison had seen on TV.
She was holding onto Lucas's arm, acting all lovey-dovey.
Madison averted her gaze.
"Let's go in quickly, after we're done, you still have to accompany me to dinner." Sophia cooed at Lucas.
Madison fled into the USCS before them, she didn't want to see their affectionate display.
Soon, the two of them came out.
Next would be a month of cooling-off period, after a month they would come to the USCS again to get their divorce certificate.
Lucas walked out first, Madison looked up to see Sophia excitedly jumping into his arms, and he held her tight.
The pain in Madison's eyes had long been frozen over, it wouldn't reveal itself under the sun again.
Sophia had now put on sunglasses and looked at her triumphantly, "Miss Clark, thank you for taking care of Lucas for me over the past few years, I won't bother you anymore. And I hope you can keep your mouth shut, after all, I'm a public figure, if you talk nonsense it will only bring you trouble."
In response to Sophia's warning and threat, Madison just gave her a subtle look of contempt.
Lucas turned back at this moment.
Today, Madison was wearing a clean white suit. She was tall, with a cool temperament. When she didn't smile, she was like a queen, but when she did, she was incredibly gentle.
It was at this moment that Lucas felt a sense of regret.
In fact, Madison was a rare beauty, if only she had a special skill, it would have been perfect, what a pity.
His tone unconsciously softened, "Madison, goodbye."
In the sun.
Madison just glanced at Lucas, then turned around indifferently, "Goodbye, is it necessary?"
Only after the divorce, she didn't want to see him again.
After all, their laughter and happiness really hurt her eyes and heart.
The hole in her heart let the simple goodness drain out, leaving only indifference to remain, growing stronger and stronger.
