“Yes, but does your boyfriend also work in the entertainment industry?”

Madisyn inquired.

Evie blushed, picked up her phone, and showed it to Madisyn.

“Look, this is my boyfriend.

Isn’t he good-looking? I might not be famous, but he treats me well.

We’re really happy together.

The man was indeed attractive and he was an artist of some renown, yet rumors circulated about his snobbish and manipulative nature.

Madisyn wondered how someone like him could genuinely be interested in Evie.

She sensed something amiss.

Understanding the entertainment industry’s self-serving nature, she questioned why a star of some renown would choose a partner far less famous than himself.

“He’s certainly handsome, but just be careful!” Madisyn cautioned Evie.

“I trust him! I know good looks can be deceiving, but he’s not Like that.

He’s genuinely a good guy.

Don’t worry, Madisyn,” Evie assured her, her affection for the man evident.

Seeing Evie’s conviction, Madisyn chose not to press further.

After finishing their coffee, they went their separate ways.

When Madisyn returned home, she decided to visit Howard.

She now had the freedom to enter and exit Howard’s villa as she wished.

This was a privilege Howard had extended to her.

Upon reaching the villa’s gate, Madisyn noticed Howard in the garden.

He managed to rise from his wheelchair but quickly sat back down, clearly exhausted and perspiring from the effort.

Despite this, he persistently repeated the exercise, which stirred a sense of sadness in Madisyn.

“Howard,” she called out, smiling as she entered.

““Madisyn,” Howard replied, his expression brightening with a warm smile that reminded her of the first hint of spring sunshine.

“You’re done with work? How was your day?”

“It was good.

Howard, you’re improving so quickly! It usually takes people at least ten days to start standing, but you’ve already managed it.

Have you been focusing a lot on your rehabilitation exercises?”

“Yes, I’m determined to get better as quickly as I can.

” Howard nodded, his gaze filled with fondness.

“The medication you provided is truly effective.

Are you sure you’re not a doctor, Madisyn?”

“I’ve learned a bit about medicine here and there.

“That’s impressive,” Howard praised her.

“Would you like to stay for dinner? I’ve been trying my hand at cooking some new recipes lately.

Despite his limitations, Howard was keen on living life to the fullest.

Madisyn accepted his invitation.

The living room was impeccably clean.

Howard busied himself in the kitchen, insisting that Madisyn take it easy and not bother assisting.

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