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Chapter 89 You Are My Morning Dew
Chapter 89 You Are My Morning Dew
Chapter 89 You Are My Morning Dew
Madelyn couldn't wait to watch it.
She wore her long brown hair loose and ran outside with bare feet.
Claire smiled, "Just put on your shoes quickly, or Mr. Clark's heart will ache for you."
But Madelyn couldn't care less. She looked at a piano in front of the French window, feeling shocked.
Certainly Benjamin's gift was expensive. The piano was worth 20 million yuan and it had a history. Well,
to put it approachable, it had royal blood.
It was said that Louis II had played it before.
The piano had a beautiful name, Morning Dew.
Madelyn touched the piano lovingly.
There was a red rose on the cover. Suddenly it reminded her that last night Benjamin hugged her after
the sex and whispered in her ear, "You are my morning dew."
Her face became rosy and she was moved a bit by his romance! Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.
Claire was rather happy to see her reacting like that and said eagerly, "How about playing it, Ms.
Green? I would like to enjoy it although I am just a rough person."
Madelyn agreed softly.
She sat down and lifted the piano cover. She put her slender fingers on the black and white keys and
started to play lightly.
It was Moonlight.
Claire knew nothing of art, but she felt that Ms. Green played nicely, especially when Ms. Green wore a
retro lace nightgown with her long and loose brown hair reaching her waist.
Ms. Green just sat there, like an oil painting. It was just indescribably beautiful!
Mr. Clark was so lucky!
Madelyn finished the song.
She caressed the warm keys and she could hardly tear herself away from it.
Her phone in the bedroom rang. It was Benjamin. Claire just left tactfully.
Madelyn picked up the phone and answered.
"Get the gift?" Benjamin smiled lightly.
Somehow, she flushed as she heard his voice. She bit her red lips lightly, "It's too expensive."
"As long as you like it."
"Do you like it, Madelyn?"
She replied honestly, "I do. Very much... Thank you, Benjamin."
No reply was heard from him for a long time. As she became a little anxious, he said in a slightly
hoarse voice, "I will wait for your gratitude tonight."
She was no longer an ignorant little girl and she knew what he meant.
He wanted to do it. So did she.
After all, she had little experience and she was not thick-skinned enough to talk to him about that.
Besides, Claire was at home.
She looked up at the French windows and said softly, "I want to change the soft clothes, Benjamin."
She knew that she was asking for more as she got his favor. But a girl at that age should be loved by a
man. And she could feel his bottom line.
Sure enough, he agreed.
She was so happy that she wished she could be by his side at the moment, so she would kiss him.
Obviously, he had the same intentions. His voice was rather hoarse as he spoke, "The meeting is about
to start. Let's talk about it tonight then."
She nodded softly.
She couldn't help touching the piano again after hanging up the phone. Now she was immersed in the
great joy of her life. But how did she take it away if she left one day? She just never thought about it.
She was rather innocent, forgetting that that kind of extreme love was exactly the way a man of status
kept a woman. She would be exalted to the sky when he loved her, but he would retreat cleanly when
he got tired of her.
It was the spoiled one who stayed where she was.
Claire arranged the breakfast.
She said happily, "It's the foreign-style breakfast today, Ms. Green. I heard from the installer that the
piano is called Louis II or something. Well, the foreign instrument should go with the foreign meal."
Madelyn laughed as she heard that.
She stroked the shiny black paint on the piano and murmured softly, "It's Louis II."
Claire laughed, "Oh, look at me."
Madelyn went back to the bedroom to wash up. She changed her clothes and went out to have
breakfast. Claire handed her a card, "Oh right! A woman gave me the card early in the morning and
said that she wanted to buy you dinner."