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.

The area near the park’s

always calm and never acted out; even

Madelyn had always been a headstrong person, deep down, she never wanted to be a

his sleeve. Her face was flushed from

to focus. “Mister, can you take me home? I live in Southern Haven Villas in Ventropolis. It’s the twelfth house on the left. Don’t forget. I’ll pay you for

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

ask for. But apart from money, I’m not sure what I have to offer.” She lay quietly,

deepened, “How can you say you have nothing?” He slid into the passenger seat and leaned it back.

Madelyn said, “Can you lower the window? It’s getting hot in here.”

in the

reached out, trying to let down the car window. As the window came halfway down, Zach gently took

he murmured,

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

him, intensifying his desire. He pulled it down, exposing

and took out a tube. He gently squeezed it to get a little cream–colored ointment and then snaked his hand between her thighs to apply

feel Madelyn’s moisture. He inched his finger to