The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Madelyn was transported back to a day of memory in her past life. A day when the name Cecilia Samford held profound significance. Their first meeting had been under Cecilia’s orchestration at a café just below the grand Jardin Corporation building.

During that time, Ventropolis had become a bustling hub of economic activity. Immense skyscrapers ruled the skyline, most of which echoed with the undertone of Jardin Corporation’s dominance.

The air was thick with heat, just as it was now. There was a slight, pungent smell wafting from the hot asphalt roads under the midday sun.

Cecilia, at the time, had possessed wavy, vibrant hair that cascaded to her shoulders, secured in a simple ponytail. Every ounce of her screamed dominance and power.

Facing someone like Cecilia, Madelyn couldn’t help but feel insecure. Cecilia, after all, was the primary aide to her husband. A woman who seamlessly blended grace, assertiveness, and allure. Madelyn found herself wondering if any man could truly resist her.

Cecilia’s gaze was condescending as she looked at Madelyn, causing her to grip her handbag tighter, an attempt at projecting composure. “Is there something you require from me?”

to catch to Europe with Mr. Jardin in

heart sank. ‘Zach hadn’t informed me about the

father my gratitude. He did a splendid job raising him. And

turned pale. “What are

muddled your senses? Allow me to simplify things for you: divorce Zach and let

our roles are… far more personal. From the moment I stepped into the company, he offered his ‘support,’ and I graciously accepted. The word on the street is you’re quite magnanimous to

to the present, her heart ached, and she felt suffocated. She clutched her

nightmare. Whenever she saw her, Madelyn couldn’t help but remember the hurtful things Cecilia had said to her in a past life, as well as the pain Zach and Cecilia

around, pretending everything was fine.

some sand blown

pouted, looking rather cute. “No,