The Remorseful Brothers Novel

Chapter 327

Under Madeline’s scrutinizing gaze, Gavin sighed helplessly. Thurt my back a bit, but it’s just a flesh wound–nothing major.”

If something happened, why didn’t you tell me? Madeline frowned. “Let me see it.”

He replied. “It’s not pretty–looks kinda bloody. Didn’t think you’d want to see

“Why would I care about that? You’re hurt; there’s nothing to dislike about that. Everyone has their bad days, Madeline insisted. “If you really don’t want to upset me, let me see.

Gavin reluctantly let her into the bathroom. As he removed his shirt, exposing his back, he felt her warm, gentle hands carefully removing the bandages

“How did this happen? This is beyond just a scratch–I can see bone.” Madeline’s nose tingled as her throat tightened with emotion, her voice slightly shaky.

“You’re this injured and still managed to cook all afternoon for me? And drove out of town to get mushrooms too?” She exclaimed, “Gavin, are you even taking care of yourself?”

Through the mirror, Gavin saw her teary eyes, reminiscent of a little rabbit’s. His heart softened. “Maddie, it’s really not that bad. You know I’ve had worse in the Phantom Organization.

“It’s been almost five years since we’ve had an extremely dangerous mission in Phantom Organization, so injuries have been rare. This was just a fluke–my own doing. No one else to blame.”

Madeline didn’t respond, feeling a bit upset. She wondered, Injured like this and not a word to me? If I hadn’t noticed, he would’ve just healed in silence under the same roof?

‘Aren’t we supposed to support each other? Does it mean I always have to live carefree under their protection?”

She said, “Gavvy, if you hide things from me again, I’ll really get mad and leave you be.”

Gavin quickly said. “Alright, alright, I just didn’t want you worried this time–it was complicated even though it’s really just a small thing…

Madeline didn’t respond right away, focusing intently on cleaning Gavin’s wound. She carefully removed the bandages. disinfected the injury with saline, and gently patted it dry with a cloth before applying the ointment Nolan had given her.

Her brow furrowed in concentration. Once finished, Madeline sighed. “Don’t put your shirt back on yet. I wrapped it lightly to avoid pressing against the wound.

“Make sure you sleep on your stomach tonight. A wound this big, if it gets infected, could be really troublesome.”

“I got it,” Gavin replied with a slightly awkward cough. “But here we are, alone and young. With my physique being so irresistible, if I stroll around shirtless at home, you might just find my abs too tempting, He joked, hoping Madeline might actually find him attractive–he’d have a good laugh over it tonight.

Madeline’s lips twitched. “Is that really your concern?”

Three minutes later, Gavin was wearing a backless shirt that Madeline had cut for him. He stood silent.

Madeline nodded approvingly. “Now it’s perfect. No worries about me seeing too much or impacting your healing. You’re free

to wander at home, just like any young man should be careful of his modesty. Maybe you’re right after all”

Gavin wondered if there was still time to take back his words. Going shirtless sounded much better to him now. Being young and all, maybe if Madeline saw him more often, she’d appreciate him more.

That evening, Madeline settled on the couch and tuned into the debut episode of The Honor. She turned on the scrolling comments, figuring she wouldn’t have much screen time anyway–it’d just pass the evening boredom

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Thinking about catching her scenes, she figured there wouldn’t be many. With that in mind, Madeline relaxed on the sofa to

“Maddie, have some fruit. A fruit platter was placed in front of Madeline Gavin didn’t join her, even though he wanted to Madeline disliked being disturbed during the premiere of her shows when she preferred to watch and reflect alone.

Gavin headed back to his room, sprawled on his bed with a tablet. “The Honor, huh? Let’s see. If Maddie’s screen time is low, maybe I’ll have to bribe the producers. Can’t let her fade into the background after all that hard work.”

The first episode was long–about an hour and twenty minutes, like a full–length movie. The content was a bit scattered, but the views were sky–high. It was the first esports reality show featuring well–known personalities, so interest was naturally high.

On TV. it started with guest introductions, featuring shots of them exiting luxury cars amidst a flurry of handsome guys and beautiful ladies, followed by highlight reels of esports trainees and streamers.

Madeline watched casually until suddenly Lucas appeared on the screen. He stepped out of a car arranged by his company. and his manager advised him. Perform well here. If you get eliminated, I’ll come get you.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Lucas replied confidently, “Don’t worry. I’m great at this

“Yeah right, your fans dug up all your gaming fails already, the manager muttered before leaving

Lucas looked like a clueless deer–handsome yet naively self–assured. Walking with his assistant, someone greeted him but his attention shifted somewhere else. “Maddie!”

The camera panned to Madeline as she sprinted faster than a rabbit. The show added cute stickers to emphasize Lucas’s goofy look and her apparent disdain as she raced away like she was escaping.

The upbeat background music made the scrolling comments lively and fun.

[What’s going on? Chasing after a girl?]

[No way, Lucas just got a bit famous, and now he’s chasing beauties?]

[They must know each other.]

[The girl is so pretty, running away like that cracked me up.]

[She probably thinks Lucas is lame and doesn’t want to get stuck with him.]

Madeline chuckled. She’d noticed plenty of screen time with Lucas in this episode, especially the parts where she seemed to be annoyed by him. She suspected the producers were playing up their relationship, which seemed to be working well.

When she checked Twitter, there it was–a trending topic, Just How Hilarious Can Phony Siblings Get