Madelyn was interrupted. "Madelyn, I'm just worried about you. What am I doing that you don't like? Just tell me, and I'll definitely change my ways!"

The tattooed hand stroked her head as his eyes fell upon her. Madelyn was not sure if it was an illusion, but she could see a trace of panic in his eyes.

Every time he made such an expression, her heart would inevitably soften and she would feel guilt for upsetting him and speaking to him like that.

Madelyn did not know where to look. She knew