Reborn to my engagement night by Baxter Walters

Chapter 35 You Are A Murderer

After leaving the company. Madelyn planned to take a taxi back to Lockhart Villa.

ne point, the sky had become shrouded in dark clouds as a stifling heat hung in the air.

Madelyn stood by the roadside, waiting for a ride while contemplating. It seemed like it was going to rain.

I wonder what the weathers like in Atharia right now? I also wonder if he’s getting used to life over there

#Finished

Just as she was lost in thought, a sudden rumble of thunder echoed from the horizon, startling Madelyn and making her heart skip a beat

A torrential downpour suddenly began.

The rain came without warning. Madelyn quickly scanned her surroundings, hoping to find a shelter from the downpour, bur all around her were wide roads. She had no place to hide.

What was even more unfortunate was that there wasn’t a single car on the road. Left with no other choice. Madelyn braced herself and stood in the rain, waiting for a ride.

Roughly fifteen minutes later, a taxi finally pulled up slowly beside her. After opening the door. Madelyn hastily climbed into the car.

Inside the car, the air conditioning was still running. Madelyn immediately shivered from the cold, her skin prickling with goosebumps.

At that moment, the driver caught sight of her drenched figure through the rearview mirror and hurriedly handed her a plastic hag

“Put this under you so my seat doesn’t get wet.”

Madelyn took the plastic bag and obediently followed instructions.

By the time she got home, it was already dark, but the torrential rain showed no signs of stopping.

Madelyn was completely drenched, her clothes sticking to her body as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Upon seeing this, Lydia hurriedly grabbed a dry towel and approached. “Mrs. Lockhart? Why did you come back drenched?”

As Madelyn shivered, she shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Upon seeing her in this state, Lydia couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache. She quickly said. “The meal is just ready. Mrs. Lockhart. Why don’t you go upstairs and change your clothes, then come down for dinner!”

Madelyn nodded. Then, she ascended the stairs to return to her room.

first took a hot bath in the bathroom, which made her feel much more

she emerged, she had already started to

sip of ginger tea and

remember to bring an umbrella when you go out in the future. Women can’t afford to get drenched in the rain like men. It might not seem like a big deal now, but as you get older, it could lead to health problems.

in a calm and quiet

“By the way, Mrs. Lockhart, why hasn’t Mr. Lockhart been around these

Madelyn’s eyes glazed over. A forced, rigid smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she replied, “Oh,

should hurry upstairs to get

Are

Finished

went upstairs and quickly

woke up feeling groggy and

before she finally managed

began to

days, a time when her mother was still around and life was fairly contented.

cooking in the kitchen, while Madelyn would be outside with Derek, playing with building

yet Madelyn and

of Madelyn’s stepmother striding in triumphantly with her stepsister in tow

slamming the room’s door. From that

no one knew about the pain she

night continued, Madelyn found herself plagued by a

herself back in her past life.

heart–wrenching images flashed before Madelyn’s eyes, causing her heart to

standing in the midst of a crowd. Everyone around her was pointing fingers at her and staring at her with scorn. They accused her viciously, “Murderer!”

you’re a murderer!”

you’re the one who truly deserves to

deserve to die,

and over, but the people around her simply wouldn’t listen. One by one, they sent her into

prison was gloomy and damp, with a pervasive musty smell hanging in the air.

prison uniform was stained with blood. Her hair a disheveled mess, she huddled

prison, Madelyn was often cold due to inadequate clothing and

the middle of the night, rats would frequently scamper over her nose, even audaciously nibbling at her clothes. Madelyn. was often screaming

ceaselessly beating her, hurling insults, kicking her. and subjecting her to

root of all the disputes. In the end, Madelyn was once again brutally beaten by the

her time in prison, Madelyn

covered in wounds and was in such pain that she wished for death. She felt like an insignificant ant. trampled

Her days felt