Chapter 70: Abandoned Part Of The Mansion
Sitting quietly on the bed, Madeline boringly played with her fingers since she had absolutely nothing to keep her busy for the meantime. She has no plan of using her mind to sway her from the boringness that enveloped the room, knowing exactly what could distract her if she did.
The food on the tray remained untouched as they rested on the side table beside the lamp, and even though Cassian had given her permission to eat without him, Madeline couldn’t bring herself to start eating, knowing that her husband was out there with an empty stomach, and she was more worried for him than she was for herself.
Stealing glances at the clock from time to time, Madeline realized that a whole thirty minutes had gone by, yet Cassian wasn’t back like he said he would. The expression on her face made her look spaced out as she pondered on why the scheming husband of hers was taking so long to return.
She surprised herself by how much she had started to think of him these days. The first time she proposed a marriage to him, she had accepted that they would keep their marriage based on the promises they made regarding why they had to marry, but right now, Madeline was starting to worry that she might end up getting too attached, and even if he assured her he wasn’t going to marry anyone else, Madeline still had her doubts.
"Where is he?" She released a sigh as she fell back on the bed, her hair spreading against the bedsheet in waves. He clearly told her he wasn’t going to take long, so what could be keeping him busy till now?
At that moment, a sudden knock on the door jolted Madeline from her worried thoughts, and without thinking twice about who it could be, she sprang from the bed and went to get the door.
Opening it, her hopes came crashing down when it turned out to not be Cassian, but Frederick instead.
"Did Cassian send you?"Madeline asked immediately after opening the door properly. These were her only thoughts because why else would Frederick be here?
"No." Frederick shook his head, to her dismay. "He didn’t send me here at My Lady, but I’m here to send you to him."
"Send me? I.... don’t understand." Madeline blinked, looking lost.
"The young Lord will be in need of your company, he’s currently sitting outside and refusing to come inside, it gets cold in the night and I am worried for his health."