Chapter 154

At Beckett's residence. Madeleine was hiding in the quilt, her heart beating rapidly. She could almost hear the pounding of her own heart. The closer Beckett got, the more terrified she felt. The light in the quilt dimmed, and Madeleine tightly clenched her hands, knowing that Beckett had turned off the light. As the bedside lamp slowly dimmed, Madeleine's heart rose to her throat. "Do you like to sleep with your head covered?" Beckett's voice was too charming, making Madeleine's heart beat faster. Plucking up her courage, she poked her head out of the quilt. Madeleine wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, careful as she watched Beckett. Beckett lay beside her, his voice low. "Go to sleep." Maybe the bed was too large, leaving a considerable distance between Madeleine and Beckett. Both remained silent, not uttering a single word. Beckett did not touch her, allowing her to peacefully fall asleep. Feeling the steady rhythm of the person next to him, Beckett turned to look at Madeleine, g