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.

at Zach in a panic only to see his eyes were gloomy and sent

mind swirled with a blend of frustration and suspicion. ‘Madelyn Jent, what kind of games

the truck, Madelyn stole a quick glance at the rearview mirror, her heart pounding with

leave. She had learned a lesson on the matter

to be beaten once

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 her long-lost mother. Sympathetic to her plight, the couple readily agreed to let her

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a forty-minute drive, Madelyn found herself standing in front of the decrepit

her solitary path. Relying on her memory, she navigated through the desolate streets, which emitted a noxious odor emanating from the

sign and stopped in front of that

elevators in this building, and she had to take

slipper and so she limped as she walked, and her knees

hurt a little.

house

key under the flowerpot on the

A forty-odd year-old woman suddenly walked out from one of the other units,