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.

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

she emerged, she had already started to

sip of ginger

in the rain like men. It might not seem like

nodded gently and replied in a calm and quiet voice, “Thank you,

“By the way, Mrs. Lockhart, why hasn’t Mr. Lockhart been around these past few days?”

at the corners of her mouth as she replied, “Oh, Sebastian? He’s on a business

you’ve finished your meal, you should hurry upstairs to

35 You Are

Finished

so she went upstairs and

night’s sleep, she woke up feeling groggy and unrested.

before she finally

to

the beginning, she simply dreamt of her childhood days, a time when her mother was still around and life

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

rather childish game, yet Madelyn and Derek duo

image of Madelyn’s stepmother striding in triumphantly with her

forcefully slamming the room’s door. From that moment on, she became rebellious and no–longer receptive to

her as an unlearned and incompetent young lady. Yet, no one knew about the pain she harbored within

night continued, Madelyn found herself plagued by a series of unsettling dreams.

found herself back

images flashed before Madelyn’s eyes, causing her

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

a

who truly deserves to

to die, you deserve to die…”

around her simply wouldn’t listen. One by one, they sent her into the pitch–black

a pervasive

Her hair a disheveled mess,

and struggled to get a

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

mercy, ceaselessly beating her, hurling insults, kicking her.

guard finally arrived. However, her fellow inmates deliberately pointed her out as the root of all the disputes.

prison, Madelyn found life unbearable.

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

Her days felt