Chapter 170

Madeline blinked in surprise. Trevon had not eaten yet?

It was already eight at night. Why had he not had his dinner?

Could he actually be waiting for her? Was he really that considerate?

Questions swirled in Madeline's head, but before she could voice them, Trevon's icy tone cut through. "Who'd wait this late? She doesn't need anyone fussing over her. Just get the dinner on the table."

Madeline was left speechless.

Daniel adjusted his glasses with a hint of helplessness. "Mrs. Gibson, don't be upset. Mr. Gibson's had a long day and he's just exhausted. I've been on his case to eat, but he insisted on waiting for you. If you haven't had a bite yet, why not come to the hospital and we can eat together?"

Trevon sternly warned, "Daniel, that's enough."

Madeline felt a pang of guilt knowing he had waited for her, but Trevon's sharp comment made her laugh at herself.

She was not Lydia, after all. Why would Trevon wait for her?

She responded calmly, "I've had my dinner. Could you lo