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Chapter 207 Where Is The Real Madelyn

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On their journey back, the atmosphere in the car was dense with a palpable tension. Sebastian's expression was

cast in a deep gloom, his usually composed face now shadowed with an unsettling darkness that was painful to

look at.

It seemed to Madelyn that he was becoming increasingly alienated from him as if she were a complex puzzle

brimming with too many undisclosed secrets.

Originally, she had disguised herself as Morgana, subsequently becoming entwined with the notorious arms

tycoon, Grimo. Most recently, her capture by the members of Oceanic Empire had ended surprisingly with her

release, almost too easily.

Could any typical prominent young lady have navigated through such perilous waters as she had? Yet, in the

face of all these events, Madelyn remained silent, her lips sealed.

Is she going to keep everything from me?

The thought gnawed at him, casting a shadow over his thoughts, and causing his eyes to darken further with

cach passing moment.

Meanwhile, Madelyn had just started to pull herself together, her nerves steadying after the recent harrowing

events at the villa. The memory of it sent a shiver through her, prompting a reflexive pat on her chest for

comfort.

When her gaze shifted to Sebastian, she was taken aback by the severity of his pallor. A wave of guilt washed

over her, compelling her to break the silence cautiously.

“Sebastian, are you upset?” she ventured tentatively.

His response was a piercing look that cut deeper than mere anger. It was a gaze laden with an intensity that

words could scarcely capture.

“Well... 1-1...” Madelyn stumbled over her words, taken aback. There was so much she wanted to say, so much

she needed to explain, but the words eluded her as she met his probing eyes.

Sebastian, still simmering with anger, recognized that this was neither the tnor the place to air his

grievances. He turned his head away sharply, his voice icy as he instructed, “Malcolm, go to the hospital.”

“Right,” Malcolm responded promptly, adjusting the GPS settings to their new destination.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the hospital. Sebastian practically carried Madelyn from the car, his grip

firm as he escorted her to a ward.

“Doctor, give her a thorough examination,” he demanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The doctor, a woman with a kind demeanor, was somewhat intimidated by Sebastian's formidable presence. She

quickly ushered Madelyn to lie down for the examination.

At that point, Sebastian gave Malcolm a meaningful glance, and they discreetly exited the room. “Keep an eye

on that mansion, and report toimmediately if anything happens,” Sebastian commanded with an icy edge to

his voice.

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The doctor eventually concluded her examination with a sigh of relief. “This young lady is not in any serious

danger. She just has a cut on her face, but luckily it’s not very deep and should heal quickly. There are also a few

bruises on her body, likely from minor bumps and knocks, nothing to worry about.”

At the doctor's words, a flicker of relief crossed Sebastian's features. However, Madelyn, suddenly remembering

the scratch on her face, covered it anxiously. “Doctor, will my face scar?” she asked, her voice laced with worry

as she puffed out her cheeks.

The doctor couldn't help but laugh gently at her expression, which was pitiful yet endearing like a small kitten.

“Don’t worry, such a superficial wound won't leave a scar. But keep it clean to prevent infection. I'll provide you

with sointment to aid in skin repair.”

“Great!” Madelyn exclaimed, feeling a surge of relief.

Caring for her appearance was crucial, not just for others but for herself. And the thought of her face being

marred was unbearable, especially knowing how pleased Janessa would be.

The doctor treated her wounds carefully, applying medicine and dressing them. Malcolm lingered briefly before

leaving to oversee the surveillance of Oceanic Empire.

Meanwhile, Sebastian remained silent, his presence a quiet sentinel as the doctor finished dressing Madelyn’s

wounds. Soon, her face was neatly bandaged, and a plaster affixed.

He then drove her hin silence, the car filled with an unspoken tension. Madelyn tried several times to

initiate conversation, but each attempt ended with the words unspoken, swallowed back into the silence that

enveloped them.

She didn’t know what to say, nor where to begin.

Upon arriving at Lockhart Villa, they entered without a word.

As soon as the door to the bedroom closed behind them, Sebastian, without bothering to turn on the lights,

grabbed Madelyn and pressed her against the door.

“Ah!” Madelyn let out a startled scream, her heart racing with sudden fear as she stared up at his imposing

figure.

“Sebastian, what are you doing?” Her voice was weak, barely a whisper in the dim room.

A cold laugh echoed in response. Now that they were alone, Sebastian felt no need to restrain his feelings.

“Madelyn, don’t you think you owean explanation?”

“I-1...” she stammered, her mind a tumult of emotions.

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would believeif | were to tell it? Besides, there's a chance Sebastian might think I've lost my mind and send