The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 28

Jadie waited for a moment before she spotted Zach emerging from the study. Swiftly, she moved toward him. “Zach, what’s wrong? You look upset. Did he… give you a hard time?”

Zach, with a blazer draped over his arm, was visibly troubled. But upon catching sight of her, his expression softened slightly. “It’s nothing. Let’s head back.”

Seated in the car, Zach’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as he replayed the conversation from the study, his gaze sharp and determined.

“This is an invitation to a charity gala happening next week. I’ll send someone to assist you. You know what to do.”

Zach accepted the invitation. “Is Father trying to ally with the Young family?”

“No, it’s a bid for a strategic marriage between our families. You’re not getting any younger, Zach. It’s about time you settle down. Currently, the Young family seems like

“I understand. I won’t disappoint Father.” For some reason, Zach pulled over.

turned to him. “Zach, what’s going

your

best bet.”

stiffened at his sudden embrace, caught off guard. Though they had been together for years, there had always been a chasm between them, a line neither had dared to cross even though their feelings were apparent. Now, Jadie could sense

his arms, her head tilted. back to rest on his shoulder as her hands rubbed gentle circles on his back. Her voice was soft, almost a whisper. “Zach… What’s wrong?

Zach let her go. “Jadie, I’ve got some things to deal with soon. I need you to stay on campus

request. A wave of disappointment washed over her. Her

great. Just give me some more time. After you graduate, I’ll give you all

most expressive pair of almond–shaped eyes, full of depth and sentiment. But he had always been reserved, hiding his emotions, which made him appear cold. Staring into his intense gaze, Jadie’s heartbeat picked up pace,

understand. I’ll

a smile tugged at Zach’s lips. “I’ll pick

Jadie nodded. “Alright.”

right–hand man, presented several documents for him to sign. Wearing a sleek black vest and gold–rimmed glasses, Zach exuded a commanding air of self–discipline. He meticulously reviewed the departmental reports and upcoming project proposals. Outside the window, the sky had faded to darkness. His phone, placed on the desk, buzzed to life. His gaze never left the papers, as he accepted the

Jardin speaking. Who