The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 212

It was fifteen minutes to ten, before Madelyn had to go upstairs.

“Stand right there!”

She heard someone roar.

Then, she saw two persons walk into the neighborhood.

Forrest walked over with a cigarette in hand while a young, beautiful girl ran after him. She had long, wavy hair and wore a knitted long dress.

The girl ran to face him and slapped him across the face, “You’re scum, Forrest!”

She continued, “How dare you break up with me over a single text?! What do you take me for? Do you think I’m just a toy you can discard at your will?”

Forrest was unfazed. He chuckled and chucked away the cigarette he was holding. He stuck his hands into his pockets and said, “It was just a fling. We broke up because I got tired of it.”

The white streetlights shone on Forrest’s hair. The breeze gently blew against his bangs, and they fell over his eyes, which quickly swelled up and revealed a handprint from the slap.

“I’m not interested in women who desperately throw themselves at me. Maybe you should go. find someone else?”

The mature-looking girl took out a bottle of water and dumped its contents onto Forrest’s

head.

dad won’t let

off, leaving a drenched Forrest behind. Forrest shook the water out of his hair and pulled his hair back.

don’t remember his girlfriend looking like this the last time I

over. His expression was as if he was asking her, “Are you enjoying

the show?”

gaze for a few seconds before she turned around and went into the escalator, pressing a floor button

and the screen indicated that the password was correct. The string of numbers corresponded

key in the password

the living room were

lights must’ve been left

soft bed. The initial rush of adrenaline

walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. She thought of having a glass of milk but decided against it when

BZZT! BZZT!

She checked her phone, and it was from a

in her

Ethan: [You moved?]

had sent from different dates. She took out a pre-washed cucumber from

is being

there was still a light left on at

the five words in the text box. In the end, she did not send the text. She deleted her original response

indicated that the message had been

on the bedframe. He had a book about suppressing

and revealed a

stopped ignoring me,’