The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

chapter 29

Madelyn shot back a message almost instantly.

Madelyn: [You can come to me anytime you want more. I’ll make it for you.]

Ethan: [Deal.]

exchange with a heavy gaze. For reasons he could not quite understand, seeing Madelyn respond to another man’s text elicited an odd discomfort, a feeling that something uniquely his was being claimed by

about the usual humdrum of childhood daily life and interests. It was bland, mundane, and yet Zach consumed it all. He noticed how Madelyn had indeed changed. Once they finished, Zach felt

out schmoozing. He would not return tonight, or likely any other night. His bed was elsewhere, amidst a rotation of mistresses. After sending her final text, Madelyn ascended the stairs to draw herself

had been Rosario’s handiwork. Madelyn’s role had been limited to minor flour kneading and water pouring. It was not that she could not do it; it was just that Rosario fretted over her, cautious of her healing wound. In her past life, Madelyn had honed her culinary skills to please Zach, cooking meals and pastries that would put Michelin chefs to shame. After all, as the saying goes, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Zach had indeed been ensnared, and he had become so particular about his food

the family business, he often drank himself into oblivion, only to take out his frustrations on her. The worst incident landed him in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer, an admission she had forced upon him. From that day on, Madelyn ensured he ate three solid meals a day, never missing one. Even when

would forever savor her cooking, but he had eventually

and waited for him to return. Hours turned into a snow–laden night.