The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 5

After dinner, Madelyn went to bed early. Before drifting off to sleep, she indulged in a comforting cup of hot milk—a habit she had held onto for many years.

Beyond the thin curtains, the night enveloped the surroundings in darkness. A distant headlight cast a faint glow through the window, while the sound of tires rubbing against the road echoed harshly. Zach’s Audi A6, a new car bestowed upon him as a reward by his company, was parked outside.

Stepping out of the car, Zach made his way into the foyer of the living room, placing his car keys on a nearby table. His keen eyes scanned the room, but the familiar figure he sought was nowhere to be found. Once, there used to be a slender silhouette perched on the sofa, engrossed in mundane soap operas. However, the space now sat vacant, with the coffee table immaculate, devoid of its usual assortment of snacks.

Zach’s eyes dimmed a little. Rosario emerged from the kitchen and inquired, “Mr. Jardin, have you had dinner?”

Zach asked, “Where’s Madelyn?”

well, so

onto his face. He climbed three steps before halting, and uttered, “Jadie will return tomorrow afternoon. Prepare

Mr. Jardin,” Rosario

the doorknob of Madelyn’s room. However, contrary to his expectations, it didn’t yield. The

exclusive living space. Previously,

on the door and called out, “Madelyn,

Madelyn clutched her covers and huddled in her bed, deliberately ignoring

had acquired a separate house nearby, boasting two bedrooms, two living rooms, two bathrooms, and a kitchen. He rarely returned to the Jent residence as long as Madelyn remained here. Zach had escaped from this home due to his aversion to her. The only reason he

since childhood, a condition she was born with. The medical facilities in Venturia were only average, prompting Zach to send her abroad for treatment. The reason Zach had approached Madelyn so late

be Zach’s childhood friend, and the two of them had grown up together in an orphanage. Rumor had it that they had endured countless hardships, spending nights on the streets

he personally brought Jadie back with him. Hayson didn’t object much. It simply meant having an additional person to take care of, and the

preferred to wear white dresses, had long straight black hair that reached her waist, and her eyes were both innocent and captivating.