The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 52

Madelyn couldn’t help but notice that Jadie had a group of guys by her side-Adrian, Timothy, and Forrest. She stood next to her family car, watching them approach from across the street. It caught her off guard, and she thought to herself, ‘When did Jadie start hanging out with Forrest? They seem really close.’

‘Hmm… Jadie and Forrest?’ Madelyn couldn’t even begin to imagine what kind of relationship. they had. ‘Wasn’t Jadie interested in Zach? Does Zach know about Jadie and Forrest being together?’ But then she realized that Jadie’s love life was none of her business. She wanted no part in anything involving Jadie or Zach.

As Madelyn shifted her gaze away, she noticed a blue tattoo on Forrest’s arm. It felt strangely familiar. She had a fleeting sense of having seen it on someone in a past life. ‘It looks familiar,’ she thought, but the memory slipped away for a moment. She couldn’t recall when or where she had seen it before.

Meanwhile, Timothy glanced at the black sedan across the street and the person standing there in a daze. “Forrest, isn’t that Madelyn Jent? Is she looking at you? I told you; Madelyn definitely has a thing for you. Just look at her face, all jealous again!”

Forrest remained indifferent, his gaze shifting to the side as Madelyn got into the car. Jadie noticed too-it was the black sedan from the Jent family, the one that picked up and dropped off Madelyn.

Two schools, separated only by a single street, yet worlds apart in every conceivable aspect.

dressed in a white dress, standing beside Forrest like an ethereal being untouched by the mundane world. Her

an eyebrow, looking at Jadie. “You know

“I grew up with Madelyn since we were kids. But I went abroad for treatment due to illness a long time ago and haven’t come

throat, his face showing a

atmosphere became momentarily awkward,

of them had expected Jadie to have any connection to Madelyn. And she had just spoken

Jadie was the kind of woman that every man would consider a dream

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help but sympathize with Jadie’s circumstances. He couldn’t help but believe that someone like Jadie, rather than Madelyn,

stop

brushed against them, carrying the pleasant scent of camellias that lingered around Jadie. She tousled her wind-blown hair, tucking it behind her ear, and smiled softly. ” Thank you for bringing me

her coat, but Forrest stopped her, placing his hand on her shoulder. “No

look of amusement, saying, “Jadie, let’s hang out more when you have

a faint smile curved her lips. “Sure.” That smile was like the pristine moon shining in