Both Madeline Carter and Christopher Robinson paid a heavy price in this relationship.
With Christopher's methods, if Madeline were his subordinate, she would have been dead a thousand times by now.
But it just so happened that she occupied the identity of his mother to act wildly and commit all kinds of atrocities without repentance.
And Christopher, after all, did not have the determination to kill his mother.
He endured and retreated, time and time again.
Madeline probably grasped his psychology, so she repeated her actions unabashedly.
As Amelia Cobb came out of the bathroom, Christopher happened to press his cigarette into the ashtray.
"What's wrong?" Amelia gently inquired.
"Just a small matter," Christopher replied softly.
Amelia, not being someone who enjoys prying, knew the deeper meaning behind his words, and nodded: "You go ahead, and I'll go for a jog."
