Patrick saw that she was ignoring him, climbed onto the bed and hugged her from behind, "I really didn't know about Ariana calling my mother godmother. This time, at my mother's birthday banquet, if she hadn't said that she wouldn't disturb our lives anymore in the future, I wouldn't have..."

"No need to explain, I'm not angry."

As long as he explained it clearly to her, she was not unreasonable. But every time she thought about Ariana and Patrick having a childhood relationship, she felt uncomfortable.

Madeline turned around, looked firmly at Patrick, and said, "I have a question for you."

"Okay, go ahead."

"How did you get along with Ariana when you were young?"

"Why are you asking this question again?" Patrick's head started to ache at the mention of Ariana.

"I'm asking you, just answer my question." Madeline's tying was very firm.

Patrick sighed helplessly, "The Patrick family and tthe Ariana family have been in a relationship for several generations, I mentioned this to you before. As for me and Ariana, we only played together when we were kids. We didn't really keep in touch when we grew up."

Madeline asked again, "How do you play house?" When Luna family was not yet defeated, Madeline also had a few playmates who played well, and their favorite game at that time was playing house. Therefore, she naturally assumed that Patrick and Ariana were the same. But the man asked with a puzzled look, "How do you play house?" Madeline suspected that he was pretending to be ignorant and said unhappily, "It's a game where you pretend to be a bride and groom." Patrick found it funny and pinched her face helplessly. "You know the rules between noble families. Even if we played together since we were young, we should practice together, or play with toys together. There's no game of bride and groom." However, with Madeline's mention, he suddenly became curious about the game. "How about the two of us play?" Madeline rolled her eyes at him and said, "We're adults already, and you're still so childish!" Patrick raised an eyebrow, then hugged her tightly. "We will eventually have to have a wedding banquet. Let's learn in advance so we won't be caught off guard at that time."

After speaking, Jun's face pressed down low, his nose touching hers, "Do we need kisses to play house?"

Madeline was dumbfounded.

Having known this man for so long, she knew he was childish, but not to this extent...

Before she could respond, the man's hot breath surrounded her in an instant.

Madeline's heart suddenly skipped a beat, watching the man's face getting closer and closer, her whole heart tensed as if it was about to jump out.

As their lips were about to touch, a knocking sound from outside suddenly interrupted, "Nan Patrick, are you asleep? Auntie asked me to call you over."

The good moment was interrupted, Patrick's face turned extremely ugly, even his voice became somewhat impatient.

"Tell my mom, whatever it is, we will talk about it tomorrow morning."

Standing outside, Ariana's face was extremely ugly, but she still patiently said, "Auntie said it's something important that must be discussed tonight. And if you're worried about Madeline being upset, Auntie said you can bring her along."

Patrick knew Aunt Lina too well, if he didn’t see her tonight, she would come knocking on his door later.

"I'm going to see what's going on in the past, do you... want to come with me?" Patrick looked at Madeline.

"No, I'll wait for you in the room."

She didn't want to see Lina, let alone see Ariana.

Instead of letting these two people affect her mood, it would be more enjoyable to just flop down on the bed and have a good sleep.

"Then you wait for me to come back and play house, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, Patrick kissed Madeline several times heavily, then turned over and got off the bed to go open the door.

Ariana obviously had just taken a shower, her hair was still damply draped over her shoulders, wearing a violet silk pajamas, charming and graceful.

Unfortunately, Patrick didn't even look at her, walking past her without a glance.

From afar, he could smell the fragrance of tea coming from inside. Patrick stood at the door, contemplating for a few moments, before stepping inside.

"Why did Mother look for me so late?"

Lina met him, full of joy, and said, "You're here, come and have tea with Mom."

"No, just say what you want to say directly, I'm tired and want to go back to rest early," Patrick sat opposite Lina, with no emotion in his words.

Normally, Lina would cry and make a scene, but tonight she was unusually quiet, elegantly brewing and pouring tea.

"Mom is leaving early tomorrow morning, from now on, you and Madeline can quarrel all you want, Mom can't control you, but you won't even have tea with Mom? Patrick, do you really find Mom so annoying in your heart?" Lina's voice choked up a bit as she spoke.

Patrick said expressionlessly, "That's not what the son means!"

Growing up, Patrick was used to independence, and had little emotional connection with Lina. To be honest, sitting face to face with his mother, he really didn't know what they had to talk about.

"Then just have a cup of tea."

Patrick picked up the tea in front of him and drank it all at once.

A mischievous smile played on Lina's lips as she poured him another cup of tea.

At this moment, Madeline and Ariana stood face to face at the entrance of the master bedroom. Looking at Ariana's outfit, Madeline lazily raised her eyes and said, "Miss Ariana and I are not that close, it seems we have not reached the point where we can have a heart-to-heart talk. Alright, I'm tired, I'm going to bed." After speaking, Madeline was about to close the door. Ariana spoke up, "Madeline, don't you want to hear about the past between me and Patrick? There are some things he may not be able to tell you, of course he can't be completely honest because he's afraid you'll get angry. But I believe you are more curious about him and me than anyone else. If you want to listen, shall we go for a walk and talk?" Madeline's eyes darkened slightly, she was indeed curious about Patrick's past, so she was moved. "Wait, I'll change my clothes." Madeline turned back to her room and closed the door. When she came out, she had clearly dressed up carefully, far surpassing Ariana in presence. Without even looking at the other person, she walked past Ariana and went downstairs on her own.

Ariana looked back and clenched her fists tightly together. Dressing like this late at night, who is it for? Madeline, although she did not see her expression, walked ahead with arrogance. How Sister chooses to dress is her own business, even if no one sees it, there will always be a husband who sees it! However, after muttering to herself, she knew more than anyone else that she dressed like this because she didn't want to be overshadowed by Ariana in terms of presence. Just the thought of this woman wanting to tell her about her past with Patrick made her extremely uncomfortable inside. In the backyard, Ariana caught up, and Madeline said coldly, "Speak, what other stories do you and Patrick have that I don't know about?" As soon as she asked, Ariana knew that her plan had been mostly successful. Whether the story was true or false, it was all spoken by people's mouths. She didn't believe that tonight wouldn't stir up conflict between the two of them.