The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 670

Madelyn’s phone rang as soon as she said those words. After seeing the caller ID, she hesitated for a moment before answering. Then, she spoke in an annoyed tone, “You said you were going to give me three days, and the time hasn’t come yet.”

“If you want to go to her grave. I’ll come with you in the afternoon after I’m done with my meeting.” Zach replied.

“I don’t need you to go with me. I can go alone.

“It’s either you don’t go or let me come with you. Your choice,” he responded, his voice immediately turning cold.

She did not really have a choice, did she?

So. Madelyn reluctantly agreed. “Then I’ll wait for you downstairs later.”

She did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

The sky was sunny and bright in the morning but suddenly turned cloudy by afternoon, as if there might be a heavy rain later. So, Madelyn brought an umbrella with her, just in case.

The journey lasted

the car with a bouquet

balloon flowers bloomed, happiness would follow. Some people would be able

the garden. Rosario told Madelyn that her mother had planted them in the past, but for some reason, all of

to the top floor of the building, which was

hour, she finally saw someone coming out

gaze and her expression turned calm. She thought that they would not

of the fragrance on her, just like before. “I’ve made a reservation at a restaurant for tonight.”

and said nonchalantly, “Let’s go. It might rain soon.”

The car started.

deep in his mind. After more than twenty years, he only had a vague memory of her silhouette. However, he could not

while, and soon, they

for the remaining stretch of the

was already drenched in cold sweat. Her steps were unsteady, and she felt something wrong with her body. The journey was only supposed to take them a little more than ten minutes, yet Madelyn spent almost half an hour. The sky would

on my back.” Zach immediately went to hold her up as soon as he saw her struggling. He gently wiped off the sweat from her forehead and frowned as he asked, “Why does your hand