The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 841

Madelyn’s subconscious was in turmoil, her dream echoing with the cries of her child. ‘My baby… I hear you! Please, someone help my baby… Mommy’s right here…’ She felt trapped, unable to escape to find her child.

Simultaneously, back in reality, Agustin entered the room and stood beside Madelyn’s hospital bed. “You really do look just like her. She was my wife once.”

“Because of him, she was taken from me… But thankfully, I’ve been given you, who share her blood,” Agustin muttered.

His eyes brimmed with a fervent fixation as he reached out with quivering hands towards Madelyn’s face, so like Alicia’s. Leaning down, he inhaled her scent, his eyes shutting as he lost himself in memories of a past that seemed to hold beauty for him.

“M-My child…” Madelyn suddenly muttered. She thought, ‘My child is still alive… My baby is back. Dal is my child.’

was the first sign of Madelyn’s consciousness stirring. Tears emerged, adorning her lashes and tracing paths down her cheeks. And in her chest, pang of heartache resonated with

the adjacent room, the sound of Dalton’s crying slowly diminished, leaving behind a silent testament to the ordeal — a small pool of blood on the floor.

art exhibition, a buzz of anticipation filled the air as the media

rising. “Prof. Monet isn’t going to stand us up, is he?”

reliable is this info? We’ve been on standby for ages!”

pressed, “Ms. Smith, can you confirm if Prof. Monet is indeed

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practiced smile, “I’ve

asserted, “Don’t worry, he will certainly be here.”

attend due to his interest in establishing an art institute

later, Leonardo arrived with his students, among them the notably skilled Clement and Dorian, reflecting his skilled mentorship.