Chapter 265

On the way back, Madeleine took off her black-framed glasses, muttering, "Looks like Julian just gets mad whenever he sees me wearing these." "He's got issues. You actually look great with them on," Beckett tossed out without blinking—completely lying through his teeth. Her eyes were just... too stunning. Selfishly, Beckett didn't want Julian catching even a glimpse. Much safer this way. "Oh," Madeleine replied obediently with a small nod. Beckett couldn't help but lift a tiny smile. His wife was just too soft, too sweet. What was he supposed to do with that? "Madeleine, with me, you can stop holding back," Beckett said, using the red light as an excuse to gently pull her close and give her a kiss. Her cheeks flushed, and she looked down, speaking in a quiet voice. "Why would I even do that?" Beckett interlaced his fingers with hers. "If you're upset, it's okay to cry. If you're mad, take it out on me. You don't have to bottle anything up around me." Madeleine didn't say anything for a