Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
He notified the others that he had found Sadie. A car soon arrived and transported her and her baby away.
Hunter had no choice but to leave too.
Madison was carried back to the temporary base by Wayne. He then casually threw her to the ground. Madison fell onto the dirt in the yard. Luckily, it wasn’t concrete, but the pain still made her frown.
“Run away, why don’t you?”
Wayne reached out, and someone handed him a baseball bat. He slung it over his shoulder like a ruffian.
“I’ll break your legs. Let’s see how you’ll run away, then!”
Madison shuffled backward in fright. “No! Please don’t break my legs. I won’t run away again. I really won’t do it anymore!”
Wayne smirked. “You’re full of lies, woman. I don’t believe a single word you say. I only believe in myself!”
He slowly walked toward Madison.
Madison was trembling in fear. She was wearing a camisole. There was some dirt and blood on her pale and smooth skin. Her slender and supple waist was completely exposed.
Her retreating movements were triggering him for some reason. Wayne felt his throat dry up. He felt it again.
“I promise I’ll properly provide you with treatment from now on. Don’t break my legs, please! It was so scary outside. I won’t try to run again,” Madison pleaded.
It seemed like she learned her lesson with this little tour of the city. “Where did the pregnant woman go?”
Madison replied shakily, “I wanted to help her deliver the baby after I saved her. But then another group of people arrived at the scene.
“I was afraid I’d attract trouble to her, so we split up. I was lucky I got away. I don’t know what happened to her.”
“Ever the saint, aren’t you?”
Wayne threw the baseball bat next to her forcefully. “Remember this. I’ll break your legs if you try something like this again.”
Madison was locked up in a room. She wasn’t given any food for a day. Wayne wanted to make her more obedient with that.
One day without food wasn’t much for Madison. She looked at the setting sun outside the window. She could only put her faith in Hunter.
Hunter didn’t disappoint. Her door was kicked open as soon as night fell. She was curled up in a ball. She looked at Wayne fearfully when he walked in.
He picked her up and took her away.
“Come with me!”
“Where are we going? Put me down. I can walk by myself. I’m about to throw up!”
Wayne was a very rough person. He carried Madison all the way to the aircraft.
Before she could scream, he threatened her coldly, “I’ll throw you off the plane if you say another word.”
Madison was rendered speechless.
The plane took off. Madison didn’t know what had happened yet, but she knew that Hunter had pulled it off.
Wayne was furious. He was like a barrel of gunpowder, ready to explode with the tiniest bit of spark.
Madison figured it was best for her to stay away from him for now because she didn’t want to incur his wrath. She curled up into a ball and rested her chin on her knees.
Then, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep. She was trying her best to become invisible.
Wayne looked at Madison, who was curled up. There were still some bruises and dirt on her skin. She looked worse for wear.
Madison felt a little chilly as the plane’s air conditioner blew on her. Wayne took off his jacket and draped it on her. She felt much better after that.
When Madison woke up, the plane was already about to land in Carathia’s capital city, Raka.
The sunlight was shining on her. It was the reason she woke up. Looking at the unfamiliar view, Madison asked, “Where are we?”
“Raka.”
The rage on Wayne’s face dissipated over the night. He had regained his composure.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“This is my country.”
Wayne stopped talking. There was a grand reception waiting for him outside the plane. Luckily, there weren’t any reporters.
Wayne was in a hurry. Madison’s face was mostly covered by Wayne’s jacket. She quickly followed him into his car.
The car was driven back to the presidential palace. The place was completely different from the place they stayed in at Dexim City.
The presidential palace was an ancient castle. It was surrounded by all sorts of flowers. The temperature was warm, and there were some birds around the lake. There were fountains spraying water onto the grassy fields.
Madison found it hard to imagine that a ruffian like Wayne lived in a place like this.
Wayne handed her off to some maids. He knew that she was a bit of a clean freak, so he told them, “Clean her up.”
Then, he left without another word.
The good news for Madison was she could finally take a bath and wear clean clothes.
She was the first woman Wayne had ever brought back to the presidential palace. The maids weren’t dumb. They treated her very politely.
Madison turned down their offer to bathe her. She felt much more relaxed after enjoying a nice bath.
It seemed like something major had happened in Carathia. Wayne wouldn’t have rushed back otherwise. He probably didn’t have time to bother Madison at the moment.
After the bath, she changed into the lace dress the maids prepared for her.
The dress was made with the best materials by the best tailors. It featured a low neckline and a cinched waist. It showcased Madison’s ample chest and slender waist.
Madison braided her hair and secured the braid with a lace tied into a bow. She looked sexy and elegant.
She didn’t bother with asking about Wayne’s whereabouts. She asked the maids to get her some food and ate her fill.
She only asked about what was going on in the evening. The maids looked at each other but didn’t dare to say too much to her. Madison didn’t press them further.
Since she was already in Carathia, she was one step closer to finding the ring.
When Wayne returned in a state of exhaustion, he noticed Madison, who was standing on the terrace.
The dress she wore revealed how slender her figure was. She was resting her chin on her hand and looking at the moon like she was deep in thought.
There was a hint of sorrow in her eyes.
“Hey, I’m back. Time for acupuncture.”
Wayne’s annoying voice rang in Madison’s ears. She didn’t even want to turn around to face him.
It was apparent that she was unhappy that he forcefully brought her to another country.
Wayne grabbed her hand and dragged her away.
“What are you doing? I can walk on my own.”
Wayne pulled her to the master bedroom. The room was around 2,000 square feet. It was very spacious.
The floor was covered in a white fur carpet. The decor in the room was as grand as the rest of the presidential palace. There were quite a few famous paintings on the wall.
It didn’t seem like Wayne was the one who decorated the room. His predecessor was probably the one who did it.
He let go of Madison’s hand.
“My home is big, right? You can wear whatever you want and eat whatever you want. You can live comfortably as long as you don’t try to escape and provide me with the treatment I need.”
“I understand.” Madison was actually acting docile for once.
“Make your preparations while I take a shower.”
After that incident in Dexim City, Wayne had lowered his guard toward Madison significantly. They were in his residence right now, so he was completely unguarded.
Madison didn’t know her surroundings that well yet, so she didn’t dare to make a move. She wasn’t sure if he had spy cameras in his bedroom. It was best if she erred on the side of caution.
Jeff had sent her to a renowned teacher to learn how to paint at a young age. The famous paintings she had only seen in the pages of books were all in this bedroom. All of them were original too.
Madison was shocked. Wayne’s predecessor was a hardcore collector. Wayne walked out of the bathroom to see Madison, who was filled with excitement. She looked at one painting after the other.
She would sometimes go in for a closer look at the strokes, choice of colors, and how the strokes were initiated.
“What’s so interesting about these paintings?”
A flash of surprise appeared in Madison’s eyes. “Of course, they’re interesting. These are all world-famous pieces of art!”
“You can have them if you like them.”
Madison pointed at her own nose. “You’re giving them to me? Do you even know how much these paintings are worth?”
Wayne was topless, wearing black casual pants that hung loosely on his waist. A large swathe of his tanned skin was exposed. He exuded an incredible amount of masculine charm.
“They might be priceless treasures to you, but they’re just trash to me. They won’t even make good bonfire material.”
“What a waste!” Madison exclaimed with a pained expression.
“If you can cure me, you can take these paintings with you.”
Then, he went to lie down on the bed. “Massage my head for me. You’re quite good at that, truth be told.”
Madison brought a stool next to the bed and sat down. She used to massage Hunter’s head pretty often.
Sensing her skilled movements, Wayne asked, “Have you massaged other people before?”
“Of course.” Madison didn’t deny it.
“Patients?”
“No, my husband.”
Wayne opened his eyes to meet her gaze. “You’re married?”
“Yeah. I have kids too.”
“Where are they?”
“Do you think I’ll tell you so that you can round them up?”
“You don’t look like someone who has given birth to children before.” Wayne thought about the married women he had met back when he was young. They had saggy bellies and chests after giving birth. They would also have stretch marks on the sides of their abdomens. Those looked terrifying to him.
Madison’s abdomen was tight and supple. There weren’t any stretch marks. Even her chest…
Wayne gazed at her chest reflexively. Her chest was white as snow and very ample. He felt his desires spark to life as he looked at her chest. It was as if something was tickling his throat.
Madison’s chest moved with her actions. It was like the ripples on the surface of the ocean.
For some reason, blood started to flow from Wayne’s nose.
Madison looked at him and met his gaze. She instantly understood what was going on. She slapped him hard.
“Where are you looking at, pervert?”
Madison had slapped Wayne twice in the span of a few days.
He sat up and stared at her coldly. “Do you have a death wish, Ophelia?”
“You’re the one looking at places you shouldn’t be looking at!”
