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.’

the first sign of Madelyn’s consciousness stirring. Tears

slowly diminished, leaving behind a silent testament to the ordeal — a small pool

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

surface among them, with murmurs rising. “Prof. Monet isn’t going to stand us up, is

this info? We’ve been

Smith, can you confirm

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annoyance with a practiced smile, “I’ve sent for him personally. Please be patient.”

“Don’t worry,

that despite any reluctance, Leonardo would feel compelled to attend due to his interest in establishing an art institute

and then, fifteen minutes later, Leonardo arrived with his students, among them the notably skilled Clement and Dorian, reflecting his