Chapter 34

BANG!

A loud noise echoed from upstairs, causing Madelyn to glance up at the ceiling. She quickly slipped on her slippers and raced up the stairs, fearing that something had gone wrong with

Zach.

Filled with concern, Madelyn pushed open the bedroom door, her heart pounding with the anticipation of an accident. “Zach, what’s the matter?”

Zach was hunched over on the bed, as if trying to gather the shattered pieces of a bowl from

the floor.

under control. Just lie down and rest,” Madelyn reassured him. She approached, adjusted the pillows behind his back, and then fetched a broom from outside, swiftly sweeping up the mess on the floor. After that,

his eyes in a perplexed and puzzled manner. If he hadn’t witnessed it himself, he wouldn’t have believed that Madelyn would stoop to performing such menial tasks. After all, he knew she had never done these

her current self was due

previous life, she had married Zach shortly after graduating from college. After eight years of marriage, Zach’s company had skyrocketed, firmly establishing itself in Ventropolis and striking fear into the hearts of many.

as a housewife.

to the flowers, and managing household chores. She even contemplated building her own social

soon as Zach discovered her newfound independence, he insisted that she stay at

her going out; rather, he simply didn’t want anyone else coveting what belonged to him. Whenever she visited the gym, a few young men would express interest in her, but what Zach failed to realize was that in her eyes, no man could ever compare to him. Gradually, Madelyn became a prisoner, confined within the decaying walls of their already defeated household, akin to a

a fallen consort in an ancient Oriental palace, waiting each day for

to sum it up succinctly, Madelyn’s past existence

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recklessly, failing to appreciate her love. Madelyn couldn’t help but imagine that in her past life, after Zach had learned of her death, he

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