Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
But Madison said she was happy to see him. He felt his heartbeat quicken.
How could Madison not be happy to see him? It had been ten days since she got here. She finally saw the ring. She was closer to completing her mission.
In the following days, she only had to think about how she would gain Wayne’s trust.
She removed the needles and asked seriously, “Have you been having any episodes in the past few days?”
“No, it’s just some mild pain. It’s much better than before.”
“Did you take the meds I prescribed for you?”
“I was too busy.”
“This won’t do. The acupuncture and the medication have to be done simultaneously. You can’t just stop taking the meds.
“You’ll be here for now, right? I’ll handle the preparation of the meds from now on.”
Madison stood sternly as she lectured Wayne with an air of seriousness. Yet, deep down, she was plotting to get closer to him.
She had not gotten into contact with any core information during these ten days. She knew she had to take the initiative or time would be wasted.
“If you’re worried about me, you can have someone watch over me,” Madison suggested.
Wayne responded with indifference, “There’s nothing to worry about. If you wanted to kill me, aiming for my vitals would do. Let’s settle on that,” he said.
He caught the smile on Madison’s lips. “So, you’re eager to prepare medicine for me?” he asked.
“Of course. You’re my patient. Healing you will mean you’ll let me go sooner.”
Wayne felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. He had thought Madison seemed more enthusiastic. However, he realized she was actually anxious to leave.
“Is it because you miss your man?” Wayne probed after sensing her urgency.
Images of Hunter and their separation flashed through Madison’s mind. It hadn’t been that long, but the mention did stir feelings of longing.
“Yes, I miss him and our children,” she admitted.
As she spoke, a gentle smile played on Madison’s lips. Her eyes shimmered with a hint of shyness. Wayne found her ordinary face extraordinarily vivid in that moment. It stirred an unexpected emotion within him.
“I’m curious, what’s your man like?” Wayne asked, his interest piqued. Madison played along, aiming to gain his trust. “He’s tall, well-built, and handsome,” she described.
Wayne scoffed. “He must be a pauper, then.”
Madison noticed Wayne’s slight unease but didn’t reveal her true feelings. She played along. “Yes, but we’re deeply in love and have four children.”
“Does his family have a throne to inherit? What era are we in to have so many children?”
Wayne dismissed the notion with a sneer. His gaze inadvertently drifted to Madison’s slender waist.
Since their misunderstanding that day, Madison had dressed more conservatively.
Today, she wore a sporty outfit. It was far from anything seductive. Wayne couldn’t help but wonder how a woman who had given birth to four children could maintain such firm skin.
“I love him and am willing to bear his children.” Madison laughed.
“That’s why I call you foolish,” Wayne retorted.
“And you? Do you have someone you love?” Madison redirected the conversation toward him.
“No one is worthy of my affection,” Wayne answered coldly. “Conceited much? I thought this ring was a token of love from your girlfriend,” Madison teased as she reached out for the ring.
She felt like a fairy coveting a treasure and was almost drooling. Before she could touch the ring, Wayne slapped her hand away sharply. “Ouch! And you’re saying it’s not from your girlfriend? You treasure it so much, you won’t even let others take a closer look,” Madison complained. Wayne’s face darkened. “Have you forgotten my words? Look less, ask less, touch less. Otherwise, you’re dead.”
Madison touched her hand with a look of grievance on her face. “I was merely curious about the unique design of your ring. Did you really need to use so much force? Imagine if you incapacitated my hand, who would help you with acupuncture then?”
“I didn’t even use much force,” Wayne replied lightly.
She stretched her hand out to show him. The red mark on her fair skin was clearly visible and pronounced.
“Women are such trouble,” Wayne muttered under his breath.
Madison wanted to argue further, but he was clearly not interested in talking about the ring.
Suddenly, Wayne mentioned, “In a few days, foreigners will arrive. Don’t wander around like today to avoid offending anyone.”
During these days, Madison hadn’t just been idling in her room. She had gathered the current situation from the maids.
Arlandia and Veutron had formed an alliance, leading to a ceasefire agreement. Hence, a multi-national meeting was imminent.
Could one of the visitors be Hunter?
Wayne snapped his fingers in front of Madison. “Snap out of it. What’s on your mind?”
Madison returned to reality and found an excuse as she looked at Wayne. “I was just marveling at how prestigious your identity is.”
“You’ve found out?” Wayne inquired.
“I heard someone address you as the president. Your free access to Dexim City, your private jet, and this palace—I guessed as much quite some time ago,” Madison confessed. She’d be foolish to pretend any further.
Seeing her composed expression, Wayne remarked, “If you know who I am, aren’t you afraid of me? Others fear me to death.”
“I was scared at first. But if you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn’t have waited till now. So, I’m not afraid. Besides, didn’t you say you’d reward me once I’ve cured you?” Madison reasoned.
No wonder her attitude toward him had softened. It was all for money. Wayne huffed coldly. “So, you love money that much?”
“I doubt there’s anyone in the world who doesn’t like money. Besides, with this money, I can provide a comfortable life for my children. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you,” Madison assured him, giving a noble reason for her change in attitude.
In Wayne’s eyes, she was merely a fragile mother striving for her family’s livelihood.
“By the way, do you need a body massage? You must be exhausted these days,” Madison offered.
Wayne glanced at her. “That’s kind of you. Weren’t you indifferent toward me before?”
Madison rubbed her hands together. “Um, if I do a bit more, could you perhaps pay me a bit more?”
“Money-grubber,”” Wayne muttered under his breath before he sat up. He then added, “That depends on your performance.”
Madison was fully focused on pleasing him. His arm wound had healed, so she had no reservations about removing his jacket.
He lay in the middle of the large bed. To undress him better, Madison removed her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and kneeled before him. Her fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt.
Wayne suddenly grabbed her wrist. “Is this how you attend to your man?”
Madison paused for a moment before responding, “Yes.”
She removed his shirt, positioning him to lie down. Her strength and technique were just right, making Wayne envious of the man who enjoyed her daily service.
Madison’s hands glided from his shoulders down to his fingertips, massaging each one meticulously. When her fingers intertwined with his, Wayne’s heart skipped a beat.
He observed their linked fingers, thinking of the phrase “intertwined fingers”. But soon, Madison moved her hand away to massage his other arm.
As before, Madison naturally suggested, “You should take off the ring. It makes it difficult for me to massage properly.”
Though the man was captivated by the touch of her hands, his mind was still present.
“No need to massage this hand,” he stated.
“Fine by me,” Madison quickly agreed, not giving herself away.
Sure enough, Wayne treasured that ring immensely, giving her no opportunity to touch it.
Madison was determined in her heart. She didn’t believe Wayne would never take off the ring! She was sure to find an opportunity to take it. After a comfortable massage and removing all the silver needles, Madison noticed he had fallen asleep.
Wayne’s breathing was even. The dark circles under his eyes indicated how busy he had been these days.
What were her chances if she were to slip off his ring now?
Madison deliberately dropped a needle near his hand. Just as she touched his little finger, Wayne woke up abruptly.
He pulled her down and pinned her beneath him before gripping her neck with his hand.
Wayne finally came to his senses but did not let go. His eyes were filled with a cold glint as he asked in a deep voice, “What are you trying to do?”
Madison held the silver needle with a look of grievance and replied, “The needle fell near your hand. I was just picking it up.” Wayne released his grip only then. “Sorry, it was a reflex. Are you alright?”
The distinct red mark on Madison’s neck hardly looked harmless. He felt even more remorseful. “I never intended to harm you.”
“I understand. I’ll be more careful in the future. You should rest now. I won’t disturb you any longer,”
Madison said. She put the silver needles back into the acupuncture kit and returned to her room.
The moment she closed the door, she was drenched in sweat.
She was terrified as she nearly met her end at that man’s hands. His vigilance over the ring was evident, but she wasn’t out of options. Starting tomorrow, she would start preparing medicine for
Wayne.
She planned to add a few sleep-inducing herbs at the right time, wait for him to fall into a deep sleep, and then make her move. Now, Madison needed to figure out how to escape with the ring. People from
Arlandia would arrive in a few days. Madison was certain Hunter would be among them. A plan began to form in her mind.
As she slept fitfully, someone entered the room in the middle of the night. Without a doubt, it was
Wayne. He once mentioned that her scent was soothing, helping him overcome his insomnia. So, she ignored his presence and heard him settle down to sleep on the floor by her feet.
Wayne tossed and turned. He was unable to sleep for some reason. The room was large, diluting
Madison’s scent and making it less pronounced. He had to strain to catch a faint trace of her scent, which felt like feathers tickling his heart.
Madison suddenly awoke. “What are you doing?”
Wayne embraced her. “Quiet, I can’t sleep. Your scent helps me drift off.”
“Let me go. I have a husband and children. I only agreed to treat you, I didn’t…” Madison protested.
Wayne climbed on top of her and pinned her soft body beneath him. Her ears could feel the warmth of his breath. “Shut up, or I can’t guarantee what I’ll do,” he whispered.
Madison’s heart raced as the unfamiliar scent of the man surrounded her. She knew better than to anger or provoke him at such a moment.
She had to cooperate with Wayne as much as possible.
Despite everything, Wayne still respected her status as a married woman and didn’t cross certain boundaries. He rolled over to lie beside her and treated her like a large pillow. He embraced her tightly with his chin resting on her shoulder and neck. He soon fell asleep.
Madison could clearly feel the ring on the finger resting on her waist. She wished she could take it from him right then. The night was torturous for her. She kept struggling between her desire for the ring and the need to remain alert in the arms of a stranger.
Fortunately, Wayne was only seeking comfort to sleep. He slept soundly until dawn.
He woke up feeling as if there was a woman in his arms and instinctively pinched her.
At the sound of Madison’s cry, a slap followed immediately. Madison kicked him onto the floor. “Pervert, will you ever stop!”
Wayne was finally fully awake. He looked down at his empty palm, realizing that the soft sensation he felt moments ago must have been her.
His gaze then shifted to Madison’s chest, and he showed an expression that reflected his increasing desire.
“What are you looking at!”
Madison fiercely smacked him on the head with a pillow.
Wayne quickly averted his gaze.
“Sorry, I was groggy from sleep and forgot you were in my arms.”
He got up as the flush on his face quickly faded.He leaned on the edge of the bed and said, “I slept really well last night.
