The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 593

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The wind blew, and Zach caught a mix of Madelyn’s natural scent and the sharp smell of alcohol.

With strong force, he pulled her up from the ground. As she stumbled, he quickly held onto her waist, feeling her warmth through her light

dress.

Zach took the beer can from her hand and looked at it. He said in a deep, emotionless voice, “Just one can and you’re this tipsy? You’re still the same, making silly decisions.”

“Why do you care? If you want beer, just ask. Why are you being so rude?” Madelyn’s words were jumbled and her voice soft. She walked to a nearby set of steps and sat on a wooden chair at the top. She tucked her legs under her and rested her head on her knees. She didn’t say anything else.

Under the streetlight, Zach stood close by, wearing dark everyday clothes. He looked tall next to her. “How long will you stay here? Don’t you want to go home?”

Madelyn mumbled, “I don’t have a home anymore. I wish my mom was still alive… She’d look after me.”

Zach sat with her for a while, showing a rare moment of patience. Madelyn finished the remaining beer, getting even more muddled.

area near the park’s lake

Madelyn was always calm and never acted out;

headstrong person, deep down, she never wanted to be a burden.

grabbing his sleeve. Her face was flushed from the drinks, her

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brushed aside the strand of hair stuck to her lips, “What if I don’t want your money? What else can you

from money, I’m

you say you have nothing?” He slid into the passenger seat and

said, “Can you lower the window? It’s

air in the

down the car window. As the window came halfway down, Zach gently took her hand. Her sleeve slipped a little, revealing her smooth skin.

soon,” he murmured, his

cooler, but it was because the ties of her long dress

revealed part of the full bosom to him, intensifying his

before he went further, he reached a compartment in the car and took out a tube. He gently squeezed it to get a little cream–colored ointment and then

feel Madelyn’s moisture. He inched his finger to her inner