CHAPTER 8

"Well, there's no way I'm taking care of that bitch." Laurie hung up the phone and sneered.

"Well, nothing against you, but why should you, a head mistress, sulk with a little girl? Didn't you say she was going to marry Alexander Byron in a few days?" Said a buxom lady, faintly.

Laurie got angrier and angrier as she thought about it. Finally, she waved her hand and said, "Girls, I'm going back now. We'll catch up later."

With these words, she picked up her bag and turned away.

Andrew Davis stood outside for a moment, collecting his emotions, and then walked slowly into the room. Seeing Madelyn sitting in the corner of the bed with the quilt, he immediately approached her.

"Madelyn, what's going on? Why don't you have a good rest?"

Madelyn saw Andrew Davis's gaunt, tired face and said, "Dad, I want to go home. I'm fine. Can we get out of here?"

"Okay! Let's go home"

Andrew Davis quickly checked her out and took her home.

…

"Mr. Davis, Miss Davis, welcome back!" Mrs. Smith went to help Madelyn and said, "Miss Davis, I'll get you upstairs for a hot bath, and then I'll get you something to eat."

Madelyn smiled at Mrs. Smith. "Thank you, Mrs. Smith."

"Madelyn, I need you to get some rest at home. I have some work to do. I'll be back with you when I'm done." Andrew Davis looked at his daughter apologetically. He should have been at home with her more, but there were things at work that could have been very serious if he didn't take care of them himself.

"Dad, you go do your thing. I'll be fine."

"Okay!"

"Mrs. Smith, take good care of Miss Davis." Andrew Davis said and walked out.

Knock…

Madelyn had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready to go to bed when there was a knock on the door.

Sometimes you didn't want to cause trouble, but some people just wanted to take it out on you.

Madelyn hesitated for a moment, but finally answered the door. "I heard you were hospitalized yesterday. I was worried for a long time. Now I'm relieved to see you're okay."

Daisy was wearing a pink dress and her skin was fair and rosy. It was obvious that she had just come from outside.

"Well, I appreciate your concern, but if that's all, I'll need a break."

Madelyn turned to close the door, but Daisy let out a peevish laugh.

"Do you know where I was today?" Daisy cocked her pointed chin in triumph.

Daisy walked over to Madelyn and said slowly, "I've been with John Sawyer since yesterday."

Madelyn heard John Sawyer's name, and it hurt. The name was a scar for her, and she needed time to heal.

"Well, congratulations. It takes courage to use the rest of someone else's." Madelyn's look of disapproval pierced Daisy's heart.

Daisy clenched her hands, took a deep breath and put on a sweet smile.

"You're about to marry into The Byron family. I mean, I didn't meet John Sawyer until later, but at least he was a real person, not like you, a…"

Madelyn felt like Daisy was a clown. She was sad.

"Dear sister, but mine is not discarded, but yours is used."

The door banged shut.

"Madelyn…" Daisy clenched her hands, but there was nothing she could do.

Alexander Byron from The Byron family and Madelyn Davis from The Davis family are getting married in Cornshire in a few days. Traffic police got up early in the morning to clear the roads. Everyone knew that The Byron family married a girl today to bring good luck to Alexander Byron.

The sky was full of rose petals sprayed by helicopters. Balloons and bubbles flew together in the sky. With a sweet wedding march, a wedding without a groom was about to begin.

Madelyn was sitting quietly in her dressing room, where the makeup artist had done her beautiful makeup. Her delicate features combined with white and rosy skin, and her delicate red lips was very kissable. With the handmade top wedding dress, she looked like a fairy.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Madelyn felt bitter because this was not the wedding she wanted.

"Madelyn, today is your big day. I wish you and Alexander Byron a lifetime of happiness. May you have a baby soon." Laurie put on an honest face. If you didn't know how she was, you'd think she meant it.

Laurie was very happy when she thought that Madelyn would marry into The Byron family and be a widow today.

Her mother didn't beat her, and now her daughter was losing to her daughter. Words couldn't describe Laurie's feelings at this moment.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Are you getting senile? How could Mr. Byron have a baby with Madelyn while he was lying in bed?" Daisy gloated.

"Oh, Madelyn, I'm sorry. I spoke out of turn." Laurie said casually.

Madelyn turned to Laurie and said coldly, "Thank you for your blessing. If that's all…"

"Daisy, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with you?" Laurie asked anxiously.

Laurie slowly helped Daisy into a seat and Daisy said coyly, "Mom, I'm pregnant."

Madelyn froze when she heard What Daisy said. Although she had been telling herself not to think about it, when she really heard the news, the pain in her heart was so intense.

"Daisy, are you really pregnant? Does John Sawyer know?" Laurie was so happy that she forgot to go after Madelyn.

Daisy smiled happily as she snuggled up next to Laurie. "He knows. He said he would immediately discuss with his family to propose marriage to us."

Daisy was very happy to see Madelyn's pale face. She told Madelyn today that she was pregnant on purpose, to break her heart.

"Hello, The Young Mrs. Byron, I am the butler of The Young Mr. Byron. The Old Mrs. Byron has asked me to take you to the wedding. Please follow me." Owen, the butler, said reverently.

Madelyn stood up and nodded at Owen. She just wanted to get out of here. She was suffocating in here.

Owen led Madelyn to the door of what looked like a private room. Owen knocked on the door and pushed it in.

"Mrs. Byron, I brought The Young Mrs. Byron here."

Madelyn went to the door and saw The Old Mrs. Byron and Andrew Davis with a handsome man sitting there drinking tea.

"Mrs. Byron, Dad!"

"Madelyn, you're getting married to Alexander, so you should call me Grandma instead." Said The Old Mrs. Byron with a spoiled face.