Fortune

Harvey rubbed his aching temple and turned to face Madison with an apologetic look, only to find her calmly carrying on with her meal as if nothing had happened.

“Aren’t you upset?”

Madison swallowed her lood. “We’ll only get mad if we have expectations.”

Harvey felt a pang in his heart. “I’m sorry. We’ve been neglecting you.”

He started recalling the scene when Madison first came to the Locke residence. Dressed in clothes that didn’t fit right, she held a washed–out bag Standing in the spacious living room, Madison had looked around cautiously, feeling lost yet hopeful. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

ng with all her belongings inside.

Her adorable eyes had shown a hint of fear, but mostly they had been full of hope. Her face had been flushed with happiness as she cheerfully called out, “Harvey.” What was his expression at that time?