The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 81

Zach was contemplating where she might be hiding. However, before long, Jadie’s voice broke the silence, directing Zach’s attention to a figure standing near a large truck. “Zach, look! It’s Madelyn,” Jadie exclaimed, her voice tinged with both surprise and concern.

Slowing down the vehicle, Zach saw Madelyn getting into the vehicle.

“Goodness gracious, why is Madelyn leaving with strangers? Has something happened to her? Should we contact the police?” Jadie’s words tumbled out in a rush, her concern palpable.

Zach averted his eyes, a contemplative silence enveloping him as he focused on the task of driving. “No need,” he finally replied, his voice subdued.

“Are you saying we should we just leave her be like that?”

Zach remained silent, his attention steadfastly fixed on the road ahead.

As the truck accelerated, its tires kicking up a cloud of dust, the distance between them and Madelyn swiftly expanded. Jadie could sense the car picking up speed, and a part of her longed for Zach to slow down, if only for a moment. Yet, she understood that he was determined to pursue the truck, leaving her no choice but to endure the increasingly intense ride.

As their car approached the traffic light, it abruptly switched from green to red, signaling them to stop. Zach, however, made a bold decision to run the red light, racing through the intersection. Yet, as he skillfully maneuvered around the corner, they were met with a disheartening sight-the truck they had been chasing had vanished without a trace.

them. What do we do now?” Jadie’s voice quivered with uncertainty. She looked at Zach in a panic only to see his eyes were gloomy and sent

suspicion. ‘Madelyn Jent, what kind

her

she wanted to leave. She had

hurt to

and his wife, who were more than willing to offer her a ride. Explaining her situation to them, Madelyn lied to them that she had engaged in a heated argument with her father and was now determined to search for

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drive, Madelyn found herself

Expressing her gratitude and bidding the couple farewell, Madelyn embarked on her solitary path. Relying on her memory, she navigated through the desolate streets, which emitted a noxious odor

a very familiar sign and stopped in front of

elevators in this building, and she had

and so

hurt a little.

she found the house

key under the flowerpot on the balcony facing

Why have I never seen you before?” A forty-odd year-old woman suddenly walked out