Chapter 4
Alarge wedding photo hung on the wall.
Madilyn, wearing a strapless wedding gown, stood closely in front of Warren.
Their noses touched, they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes, as if they were a couple deeply in love for many years.
At this moment, Warren chased after Carle from the living room and said, “Carie, go rest in the guest bedroom. Madilyn isn’t feeling well, and this room faces the sun, so I decided to let her stay in
this room…”
Halfway through his words, he caught sight of the wedding photo on the wall, and he paused for a moment, before continuing to speak.
“This photo was taken just to appease her family’s pressure for marriage.”
Getting married is helping out, taking wedding photos is just going through the motions.
Warren felt a sudden panic welling up inside him as he saw Carissa’s cold gaze, and he instinctively
wanted to reach out and grab her arm.
“Carie, don’t overthink it, I just wanted to…”
The next second, Carissa evaded his touch and said, “Don’t touch me.”
This was the first time in their six years together that Carissa showed such a resistant attitude
towards him.
Warren’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He was about to explain, but Madilyn suddenly burst in, sounding upset and tearful.
“Ms. Solomon, don’t argue with Warren. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have moved in and bothered you, all. I’ll leave right away…”
Warren immediately stopped her upon seeing the situation.
“It has nothing to do with you…”
Upon hearing this, tears rolled down Madilyn’s cheeks like broken beads.
“Warren, you have already helped me a lot, I can’t let you get in trouble with Ms. Solomon because of me anymore. Maybe those were destined for me to endure, it’s like the heavens punishing me for
my past mistakes and reckless behavior. I have resigned myself to it…”
Her red and tearful eyes, along with her longing gaze, deeply pierced Warren’s heart.
He comforted her in a gentle voice, “Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one can force you to get
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married. Carie won’t be angry because of this. You don’t have to go anywhere, just stay here and be
at ease.”
Carissa tugged at the corner of her mouth as she looked at the scene in front of her.
“Yeah, why should I be angry? After all, this will be your home in the future.”
She left these words behind and turned around, walking out of the bedroom.
Madilyn whimpered in distress, “Is Ms. Solomon still angry…”
But this time, Warren did not comfort her.
His heart was stirred up by those words, and he disregarded everything to chase after Carissa and
grab her wrist.
“What did you mean by what you just said! What do you mean this is her home? Madilyn was forced
into a marriage by her family and is being harassed by a stranger. I just wanted to help her, and you’re also a woman, can’t you understand and sympathize with her? Do you have to be jealous and
throw a tantrum at a time like this?”
No sooner had the words been spoken than the sound of glass breaking suddenly came from the
bedroom.
Warren’s face changed, and he abruptly pushed her away and rushed inside.
“Madilyn! What were you doing?”
The man’s voice was filled with panic and confusion.
Madilyn knelt on the ground, a bloodstain winding on her wrist, crying her heart out.
“You don’t have to bother about me anymore, anyway no one in this world cares about me. If I die
and it can make Ms. Solomon no longer angry, then I will be content…”
Warren snatched the broken glass from her hand, pressing down on her wound with force, and
turned his head to angrily roar at Carissa.
“Carissa! Are you satisfied with seeing Madilyn like this? Don’t you feel guilty in your heart? No wonder they say you are heartless, not even shedding a tear when your own biological father died. How could someone as cold–blooded and selfish as you possibly care about the well–being of
others?”
These words felt like a heavy hammer that ruthlessly smashed into Carissa’s heart.
She was so shocked that her hands and feet went numb, and her whole body turned cold.
Her deepest memory of childhood was her alcoholic father and the broken sticks.
So when her father unexpectedly passed away, Carissa didn’t shed a single tear, and her relatives
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all said she was a heartless person.
This matter became a thorn deeply embedded in her heart.
Every touch would be punctured and bloodied.
Later, Warren learned about this matter and comforted and encouraged her for a long time, finally helping her let go of her burden.
But now, he once again plunged this thorn into her heart.
Carissa’s last trace of affection for Warren slowly dissipated in her heart.
“Warren, I never said that she couldn’t move in from the beginning, and I didn’t argue with you either. Avoiding you was only because I have a severe allergy to seafood.”
Warren then noticed that Carissa had a large rash on her wrist, which he had touched before.
Looking at Carissa’s reddened eyes, he felt a pang of guilt as he remembered the words he had just
spoken.
“Carie, I…”
Madilyn struggled again, gritting her teeth as she saw the situation.
“Warren, don’t stop me, just let me die…”
As they pulled, fresh blood began to flow from the wound on the wrist.
Warren no longer had time to comfort Carissa, he hastily picked up Madilyn and walked away.
“I won’t let anything happen to you, I’ll take you to the hospital right now!”
Carissa stood silently in place until the figures of the two people disappeared.
