The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 22

“The car’s ready. Are you sure about going to the Arnold residence?”

“Why, am I not allowed to?” The young man sat in his wheelchair, exuding an air of dignified elegance. He wore a shirt and jacket, with a hint of a blue tattoo peeking out from under his sleeve. He seemed enigmatic and aloof, a touch of melancholy playing around him.

“But Madam…”

Ethan lifted his dark gaze, coldly staring him down. “It’s not her place to dictate my actions.” “My apologies, sir. I misspoke. I’ll take you downstairs now.”

For Ethan, this was the first time in years he had stepped out of his home. He had not seen the sun in what felt like forever. Once outside, he realized that everything was as she had described; the scenery was breath–taking. He glanced at the jujube tree beyond the wall where he could vaguely see a young girl swinging her legs, her beautiful smile visible even from this distance. As he looked away, the warm emotion in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a cool detachment.

An hour later, he arrived at the most luxurious villa. Dozens of servants stood outside, forming two lines. They watched as a black Cayenne pulled up to the entrance, a trembling bodyguard stepping forward to open the door. As Ethan transferred to his wheelchair, the waiting staff chimed in unison, “Welcome home, Mr. Arnold Jr.”

how many years it had been since he had last visited the

far off, and an elderly woman slowly made her way toward them, leaning on a

careful,” Owen Arnold

Ethan’s lips barely moved as he murmured,

welled up with tears. “You’ve finally decided to come and see

man standing behind Evelyn. As their eyes met, Ethan indifferently looked

back because

it is, let’s talk after

head of a long dining table set for twenty, covered with his favorite dishes. Ascending to the table was not a hardship for him, but Evelyn still

uncomfortable, she had

lost

Grandma,”

school. You’re nearing the age for college entrance exams. Do you still want to go to school? If you