The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 900

Zach rubbed his forehead and took a moment to rest in the passenger seat. Then, without saying

anything to Cecilia, he quietly left the car. Carrying his black suit over his arm, he walked

through the unlocked front door, heading straight for the foyer.

Margaret had been half-asleep at the dining table when a noise made her jump. “Oh my… Mr.

Jardin?” she said, wide-eyed.

Zach hung his jacket on the coat rack without making a fuss. He glanced around the room. ”

Where’s Madelyn?” he asked.

but I must’ve fallen asleep.” Her words trailed off as worry etched her face. “Oh no, the creamy chicken soup!” Hastily, she made her way to the kitchen. Upon returning

was no

stairs. Their eyes met briefly, and then she averted her gaze. A gust of wind brought the familiar scent of Chanel, a perfume Cecilia was known to wear. The cool detachment in Madelyn’s eyes startled Zach. Deep down, he always sought more than just company; he longed

too. But now, they might as well be

up the creamy chicken soup upstairs. In the room, Zach relieved her of the bowl

and finding no

board and made room for her. “Take your time with the drawing. Drink some soup and rest up,” he said with a gentle tone. Madelyn did not respond, her eyes fixed elsewhere. Zach tucked the board away, opened a window to the night, and leaned on the sill, watching

if a great divide has grown between us.’

you tell me you were looking for Forrest?” Zach

and looked at him with tired, red eyes.

did you do? Why can’t I

stared back at her. She went on, getting more worried.

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dropped his cigarette and stepped on it. “I never meant to hurt