The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 687

That night was the only time Zach kept his word. However, his hands were roaming Madelyn’s torso, arousing her.

The next morning when Madelyn was still deep in sleep, she suddenly felt him entering her. Trying hard not to moan, she bit her lip, waiting for him to finish.

Madelyn felt completely drained. Zach gently carried her to the bathroom to clean her before bringing her back to bed. She was so exhausted that she fell asleep again. When she woke spot next to her was empty. up, the

She got up after a while, put on her clothes, and unsteadily walked out of the room. Zach had already prepared a meal for her and put it on the dining table.

Madelyn just took a few bites. At twelve in the afternoon, ‘when the housekeeper came to clean, she told Madelyn, “Mr. Jardin has an urgent matter to attend to. You can go out and enjoy yourself. Here’s the cash he left for you.”

The housekeeper took out a stack of money. There were at least several tens of thousands of dollars.

Madelyn lowered her head and did not respond. She continued eating her food as she thought, ‘He gave me money after having sex with me. What is he treating me as? A prostitute?’

half the meal, Madelyn lost her appetite.She had been to Mistral Monastery before. This was the last place she visited before

When she arrived at the foot of Mistral Monastery, she looked at the door sign on the retro gate. After all these years,

want to go to the summit, we can take the

I’ll go on foot. Prayers will only be answered if I make the effort myself. If you guys don’t want to walk, you don’t have to follow me.The

path was not particularly challenging, there was a total of nine thousand steps. Back then, Madelyn had taken all the steps and got

“Yes.

a close eye on her. If she

“Yes, Mr. Jardin.”

gazing at the landscape outside. He couldn’t help but think, ‘That silly girl, she has nine thousand steps to climb. How long

white, exquisite wedding gown she’d designed herself. A tiara adorned her head,

years ago, on the day he promised her, Yvonne was

before. But it’s fine. I can have the tailor to make some adjustments. As long as the person I marry in the end is him,

staff said, “Ms. Young, you’re undoubtedly the most beautiful bride

surely dazzle everyone at your