She didn’t know how long she stayed there, uselessly calling out for help, but soon enough, the rain started beating on her relentlessly, and she passed out.
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Oliver finally noticed Madelynn’s absence when the auction ended.
“How long has she been gone?” He asked no one in particular, his brows furrowed with concern.
Cecelia pouted, masking her features and feigning ignorance. “Oliver, maybe she was really upset about me sitting next to you instead of her? This is all my fault. If I had known she would be so upset, I would’ve just stayed back home.”
Hearing her blame herself, Oliver frowned. “You’re the princess of the Fontaine family. The rightful heir. And I care about you. You really think I should’ve let my secretary sit next to me instead of you?”
“Don’t worry about her, Cece. Madelynn has had her head in the clouds a bit too much lately, it’s good to let her know her place. Let’s head home, she’ll show up whenever she wants.”
Madelynn never showed up at home that night, but Oliver barely noticed. And he definitely didn’t care.
The next morning, a security guard finally unlocked the doors to the balcony at the auction hall.
There, huddled in a soaking mess in the corner was Madelynn. Even though she was barely conscious, her body still trembled from the cold.
The guard immediately sprang into action, worried. “Ma’am? Are you okay? Did you spend the entire night here? How did you get locked out here? Ma’am? You don’t look okay. I’m calling 911 right now.”
Madelynn’s damp lashes weakly fluttered open as he gently shook her. She pressed her arm against the floor, pushing herself up with all her strength.
“I’m fine, thank you. But there’s no need.”
“How can you say that?” The guard asked. “Stay here. I’ll get a blanket and call the ambulance.”
The pain in her belly had eased. But it had rained on her all night. It was almost like even nature was against her.
She had really thought Oliver would come looking for her when she didn’t return to the hall. But clearly, her expectations had been too high once again.
She clearly remembered one time when Cecelia left town without telling anyone. Oliver had called the police and hired drones and helicopters to find her.
But now, even after a whole night without contact from his wife, he hadn’t even bothered to try and find her.