The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 541

“Are you leaving?” Madelyn’s voice rang out. Ethan’s eyes met hers, momentarily devoid of emotion. But as they trailed to her bandaged hand, a shadow of concern passed over his face. “…Our engagement will continue,” he said slowly, choosing his words.

“I was the one who proposed. To abruptly call it off now would tarnish my family’s reputation. But,” he hesitated, “I can’t promise it will last indefinitely. From now on, your world is limited to school and home.”

Madelyn remained silent, her eyes fixed on him. Without a word, she moved to the table and gently placed the envelope she held onto its surface.

In a calm tone, she said, “Your car broke down. It’s in need of repairs. Your servant retrieved this envelope from inside.” She paused. “Maybe consider drinking less. I’m heading to my room.”

She began to walk away when Ethan’s voice stopped her. “Wait.”

Madelyn turned around. “Did you need something else?”

“Don’t you want to know what’s in there?” Ethan asked. “It’s your personal property,” she responded, eyes unwavering. “I have no right to pry without your consent.”

Ethan met her gaze. “Then consider this your invitation. Open it.” For a long moment, Madelyn remained motionless. Ethan squinted.

Madelyn unfolded the

Ethan scrutinized her, expecting shock or despair. Instead, he was met with an unsettling serenity. He probed, “Well?

photographs, then back to him. “I happened to see one of these when it fell earlier. My first thought? That you were trying to dig

and seek explanations? But you chose silence, Ethan. Does it mean you deem

” Without a foundation of trust, our relationship stands on shaky ground. If you wish to postpone our engagement, so be it. But this

are things I’d never lie to you about,

of panic, as if something was slipping away, something he wanted

fault or some other reason, if you want to cancel the engagement, go ahead. Prof. Monet has an opportunity to teach at the Paris Art Academy for three months as a guest lecturer. Three days ago, he… asked me if

Madelyn had been wrestling with the decision to accept or decline. Choosing to go would equate to

in her voice, ‘ I’ll seize this opportunity and depart the day after tomorrow. I’ll be back in three months’ time. If, by then, you still desire a life with me, then so be it. Three months should suffice for both of us to discern our true feelings and

“It’s getting late, and I have classes tomorrow. I’ll go rest now. We can talk when