The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Frida produced the gift box in her hands and said, “Ethan, I apologize for my tardiness. I’ve prepared an engagement present for you, something I’ve carefully chosen. I hope both you and Madelyn will like it.”

“Ethan, Madelyn… Mom put a lot of thought into this gift,” Yvonne added.

Frida opened the box, revealing a four- piece dinnerware set inside. Many in the room recognized it as the work of the renowned artist Adam Burch from Venturia. His porcelain pieces were truly priceless.

A murmur of appreciation swept through the crowd. However, in the next instant, a loud crash echoed through the room.

Ethan raised his hand and forcefully knocked the gift to the ground. His face turned dark and icy. “Who invited you?

Get out!” He showed no mercy. Zach remained seated, calmly taking a sip of his drink. A faint smirk played on his lips.

moments ago was now shrouded in darkness. Most people watched in silence, not daring to make a sound. Frida’s smile faded into an

quickly reacted, stepping forward and saying, “Madelyn invited us. I just spoke to her on the phone.” She turned to Madelyn, “Did you forget to tell

had turned extremely grim, but she couldn’t find the

“Why didn’t you tell Ethan about this important thing? Look at what’s happening now, Madelyn. What were you thinking?

mean to forget. Maybe she just got too busy

son. “Ethan, if you don’t like the gift I got you, I can find another one.” As soon as she finished speaking, a sharp sound

Yvonne across the face, the sound indicating it was no light hit. Her vision went dark for a moment as she covered her face, taking some time to

jumped and leaned close to Zach,

look, and she

Young, be mindful of what you say. Who are you to say those