The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

hapter 54

After finishing her extracurricular dance class, Madelyn arrived home at nine o’clock in the evening. As she stepped out of the car, she felt like her legs were about to give out. She

hobbled along, and Rosario immediately came over to her.

“Oh dear, what happened to you?” Rosario asked, concerned. “Come, sit on the couch. Let me massage you.”

Rosario and the chauffeur Jordan guided Madelyn to the couch and placed her backpack on the side.

“You’ve definitely pulled a muscle. Let me get some muscle rub for you,” Rosario said.

There was a well-stocked medicine cabinet at home, and Rosario quickly retrieved the muscle rub and approached Madelyn. “Didn’t your teacher know you got injured? You silly child, let me take a look.”

Rosario held onto Madelyn’s leg and gently placed it on her lap. “Where does it hurt?”

down, she already felt much better. “It’s not the teacher’s fault. I asked for more intense training, and I accidentally slipped,

You, always either forgetful or clumsy. Be more careful in the future and don’t

muscle rub to her palms, gently massaging Madelyn’s calves. “Feeling any

I feel better.” She glanced around the living room. “Where’s

Mr. Jardin just returned not long ag. He’s probably

the school dormitory. However, she

at the Jent residence, and Madelyn could easily guess

applying the muscle rub to her inner thighs as well, Madelyn let her skirt fall back down. “Thank you,

back. The creamy potato soup is simmering

on her socks. “I’m much better now. I can go up on my own. Oh, by the way, Rosario, is your back injury

smiled and replied, “With the medicine your father gave me, it’s much improved… Alright, don’t worry about me. Go wash up and get some rest. You

rub. She made her way to the hallway. Only now did she truly understand the meaning of excruciating pain, as every step felt

the second floor, Madelyn stretched her neck to glance upstairs. The corridor lights were off, indicating that no

reached the steps leading to the third floor, she would deliberately make some

own eyes than witness even a glimpse of it. Even if they deliberately wanted to tell her