The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 7

After Zach departed, Madelyn found herself able to sleep peacefully. Perhaps it was because she knew Jadie was still alive in this lifetime, the terrifying nightmares no longer plagued her.

The following day, Madelyn was roused from sleep by the sound of footsteps overhead. She turned over and opened her eyes, feeling fully awake. In her previous life, during the months of chemotherapy before her death, a good night’s sleep had eluded her. Excruciating pain tormented her each night, preventing her from getting even a wink of sleep. To make matters worse, her hair had fallen out drastically—a consequence she hadn’t anticipated from chemotherapy.

In her previous life, Madelyn loved to sleep in and would get grumpy if disturbed from a restless slumber. But now, as she faced this unwelcome interruption, she somehow felt nothing. She reached for her cell phone, checking the time. It was just after eight o’clock. Rosario knew about her inclination to sleep in and usually refrained from disturbing her. Setting her phone aside, Madelyn forced her eyes closed and dozed off for a little while.

After all, Zach was a very suspicious person, and Madelyn couldn’t afford to let him notice her drastic changes, or else it would raise suspicions.

By the time Madelyn woke up, it was already past eleven o’clock. After getting out of bed, she went to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

carrying a freshly laundered blanket. “Ms. Jent, lunch is ready. However, it might take a while since Mr. Jardin had to

noting her youthful and innocent appearance, with skin as smooth as silk—truly flawless. Her hand involuntarily reached up to touch her face, reminded of her withered self in her previous life

making her appear vulnerable and harmless—a quality that could easily be exploited. She recalled her personality in her past life, which was indeed quite unpleasant. Back then, she was the spoiled and headstrong daughter of a wealthy family, the kind of young lady that others would describe as bratty and privileged. As Hayson Jent’s sole

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floral long-sleeved pajama set and left her slightly curled hair loose. Making her way downstairs, she stood in front of the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of milk. It was then that familiar voices filled with

Zach standing in the doorway, accompanied by Jadie. They were both dressed in matching outfits. She couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Did they

a white jacket. Jadie, who had spent years abroad for treatment, appeared even more radiant. She donned a

However, a twinge of discomfort lingered within Madelyn. Perhaps she hadn’t entirely moved on from her role in

glance at Jadie before diverting her

whispered softly into Jadie’s ear, “It’s alright, let’s go have our

her hand, she approached Madelyn, who was already seated at the dining table and began eating. Jadie handed the gift to Madelyn and said, “I bought this

seat and

to the ground, grabbed Jadie’s hair, and demanded that she leave. Zach would have intervened

face. The exact words of Zach’s reprimand eluded her memory, buried in the distant past. However, she knew it

at Zach, his expression