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.

you wait. My dad

flung the empty bottle aside and stormed off, leaving a drenched Forrest behind. Forrest

remember his girlfriend looking like this the last

then, Forrest looked over. His expression was as if he

the show?”

met his gaze for a few seconds before she turned around and went into the escalator,

in the password 810214, at the door, and the screen indicated that the password was correct. The string of numbers corresponded to Jadie’s birth year and

had seen Zach key in the password today

lights in the living room were still on, but

lights must’ve been left

couch, she was reminded of her soft bed. The initial rush

glass of milk but decided against it when she remembered she was still on her period.

BZZT! BZZT!

checked her

her contacts.

Ethan: [You moved?]

took out a pre-washed cucumber from the fridge and started eating it

is

was still a light left on at Southern Haven Villas-the Arnold family’s

fingers hovered over the send button as she stared at the five words in the text box. In the end, she did not send the text. She deleted her original response and sent

indicated that the message had

a book about suppressing emotions. and

and revealed a

ignoring me,’ he