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.”

it.” For a long

Madelyn unfolded the

she slid out a set of photographs. Ethan scrutinized her, expecting shock or

this the reason for your recent absences?” She glanced at the photographs, then back to him. “I happened to see one of these when it fell earlier. My first thought? That you

something bothered you, why not confront me and seek explanations? But you chose silence, Ethan. Does it mean you deem my actions beyond justification? That you place your trust in Ms.

trust, our relationship stands on shaky ground. If you wish to postpone our engagement, so be it. But this cold war achieves nothing. Father mentioned your recent meetings with

softened but retained its edge. “There are things I’d never lie

as if something was slipping

teach at the Paris Art Academy for three months as a guest

The slot was singular, and not just anyone could land such an opportunity. Internally, Madelyn had been wrestling

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

and I have classes tomorrow. I’ll go rest now. We can talk when