The door swung open.
Mrs. Porter found her daughter Madeleine standing in front of her, her hair disheveled and her bare feet on the wooden floor. Her eyes were swollen red, and she looked gaunt. Mrs. Porter's heart ached at the sight of her.
But she quickly wiped away her tears, and hurried in with a tray of food.
"Madeleine, darling, I've made your favorite dish. Come, have a taste, see if my cooking is still as good as you remember."
She set the tray on the coffee table, and turned to look at her daughter, relieved to see her following close behind.
As long as Madeleine was willing to open the door, it meant she'd come to terms with her situation.
Once Madeleine was close, Mrs. Porter pulled her down onto the couch, placing a fork in her hand.
With a tender look, she touched her daughter's face and said, "Madeleine, my dear, eat something."
Madeleine looked at her mother, who had been worried for days. She knew her father had been giving her mother a hard time these past few days as well.
"Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Madeleine."
Mrs. Porter couldn't help it, her arms wrapped around Madeleine and she began to cry.
Madeleine didn't cry anymore.
With things the way they were, crying wouldn't turn back time.
"Mom, I'm okay."
Madeleine comforted her mother, and with her care, managed to eat dinner.
After dinner, Mrs. Porter asked her softly, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"
"Mom, does everyone outside know about me and Hayden? What are they saying about me? That I'm a gold digger, a flirt, wanting to have both brothers?"
Madeleine hadn't left the house, but she knew what was happening outside, especially about her and Hayden. Even if her father had intervened, the news had spread all over Skywatch.
"Madeleine."
"It's Hayden! He must have spread it, wanting to tie me down to him. Dream on!"
Madeleine scoffed. She wouldn't marry Hayden, even if she was willing, could Hayden handle his wife?
Hayden had so many mistresses outside, none of them dared to let his wife know.
That mistress in Echoville had been pregnant for months, and only a select few knew about it.
"Mom, I won't let him get away with this! His entire family won't have a good day! He has a daughter too, right? He treated me like this, I'll return it double to his daughter."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Porter quickly advised, "Madeleine, don't do anything rash. Hayden's daughter is still young, and innocent. You can take your anger out on Hayden and his wife, even his two sons, but don't involve that little girl. She's too young."
Madeleine thought back to how much Hayden valued his eldest son, Pete, and realized that his daughter Molly was indeed too young. She nodded, "Fine, I'll wait, until his daughter grows up. Revenge is a dish best served cold."
"Mom, did Nathan come today?"
Madeleine asked about Nathan.
Mrs. Porter sighed, "He didn't come today. I sent someone to inquire, and it seems he and his son went to Pinehurst."
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