Chapter 164

Beckett shielded Madeleine with his body, his foot lashing out to kick Clinton in the stomach. "Are you asking for death? You dared to touch my person." "Beckett! Madeleine is mine!" Clinton wiped the blood at the corner of his eyes, looking at Beckett with simmering fury. "We've been together since we were sixteen. Ask her if she still has me in her heart!" "Sixteen?" Beckett had a deep, penetrating voice, holding Madeleine tightly in his arms. "You actually have the guts to bring that up? The time when children played house, what did they know about love?" He didn't need to ask Madeleine if Clinton was still in her heart, it didn't matter whether he was or not. All he had to do was to do what he should do. Whether Madeleine falls in love with him or not, it was up to her. "Madeleine, you tell him; tell him that I'm still in your heart, tell him that I'm the one you love!" Clinton's voice trembled as if he were a child trying his best to make a point, naively longing for acknowledgmen