The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 23

“No need. There’s no place for me in this house anymore. Coming back would just irritate certain people,” Ethan said with icy aloofness.

Evelyn’s gaze chilled instantly. “Who says so? The Arnolds only acknowledge one grandson- you. When you’ve grown up, you’re to inherit the Arnold family fortune. If you don’t return home, then who will?”

Ethan was not aware that Owen, after marrying Sylvia Shenley, had explicitly forbidden him to step foot into the Arnold residence. Even Forrest was not recognized by the Arnolds.

“Ethan, mind your tone. Is this how she’s raised you all these years?”

Ethan’s eyes flicked upward, his grip around his fork tensing, pale knuckles highlighting the tense veins beneath. “How she raised me is none of your concern, Father. I didn’t intend to disturb you by coming here. I apologize, Grandma.”

Upon noticing Ethan’s emotional strain, Evelyn placed her bony hand over Ethan’s. “What’s happened? Has someone been picking on you? Tell me, I’ll take care of it.”

“No need.” Ethan put down his fork and pulled out a napkin, wiping the corners of his mouth. He cast a glance at the man standing beside him. “Did you bring him?”

answered, “He’s

waved dismissively. The butler gestured

t–shirt, battered and bruised, and dumped

“Forry?”

into unnatural shapes with broken bones. He lay helplessly on the floor in a

what did you bring this ill–omened

blurted out. “Ethan, he’s your

he knows exactly who he messed with,” Ethan said, coolly watching

living with the Arnold family for a few years doesn’t mean he

face turned pale, rendered speechless in front of his

continued. “Lastly, let me remind you, Father: I don’t have a brother;

onto his wheelchair, glanced down at the battered figure of Forrest sprawled on the floor. “Remember, know who you can mess with and who

back seat with his eyes closed and brows furrowed,

Ethan opened his eyes, suppressing his