The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 289

Madelyn had avoidant personality. Whenever she felt upset, she used to dodge her worries. When

sadness or pain hit her, she would opt to be alone, seeking solace within herself. Occasionally, she even tried to forget, using that as a way to find some relief.

She did want to confront her problems, but fear held her back. Social interactions and specific

situations triggered her unease, so solitude became her refuge. Even when Ethan made efforts to

draw her out of her cocoon, she found it difficult to step into the open.

At the Arnold residence, apart from meal times, Madelyn mostly retreated to her room, engaging in activities she enjoyed – drawing, studying, and listening to music. She kept to herself and

rarely interacted with others.

In the Supreme World, Madelyn’s golf instructor, Tiger, brought her a piece of cake. “Take a break

and have something to eat.”

After setting her golf club aside, Madelyn sipped some water before accepting it from Tiger’s

-hand. “Thanks.”

was off with you all morning. A sweet treat

“How did you figure it out?”

water. “With you, it’s not too hard to tell. Some folks wear their emotions on their faces when something’s bugging them. And for

release pent-up feelings.”

these different classes that leave me with hardly any time to do

right and nodded in agreement. “Hmm, yeah, stress can really pile up. It’s a challenge for anyone. But aren’t there some

moment. “I don’t think there’s anything in particular that I like. The things

allows me to

enjoy painting? I’ve got a painting here. Would you be interested

kind of painting?” Madelyn felt

at his wristwatch; practice time was

an exclusive office on the upper floor. In a cozy corner, a painting about three meters long was covered by a black

it’s a bit untidy.”

1/2

“No worries.”

room was very clean, spotless even, giving the impression that it hadn’t been used

a while.

the

Dejean’s ‘Noctis Stellata “? But isn’t it believed

stood among the top ten most influential painters globally. She had created just five paintings in her lifetime, each capable of mesmerizing the world. Yet, she had always

afterward, she produced no more art. Speculation swirled, with many