The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 442

Madelyn gazed upward at the night sky. Zach followed her gaze but saw nothing, only a pitch-black sky. The weather had not been great the past few days. Suddenly, Zach sensed something was wrong and walked over. However, Madelyn, sitting on the swing, showed no reaction whatsoever.

After a while, Madelyn left the swing and headed back, with Zach following her all along. She sat on the sofa, turned on the television, and stared at the static screen. Her eyes were devoid of expression. It continued until four in the morning. Then, Madelyn turned off the television, kicked off her shoes, and peacefully fell asleep on the sofa with her hands folded on her

chest.

Zach, who had finished smoking at the door, discarded the half-smoked cigarette in his hand. He then carried Madelyn horizontally from the sofa, heading upstairs. As he lifted her, Zach felt that she was almost weightless. Madelyn had gained some weight at the Arnold residence but now seemed to have lost it all again.

instinctively rolled to the middle of the bed. Half-asleep, she briefly opened her eyes upon hearing

from the bathroom. He draped the robe that Madelyn had used around himself. The water droplets on his muscular, tanned body blended into the white cotton robe. On his lean and muscular body, there were noticeable scars that looked like centipede tracks, especially on

up in the morning, she noticed the robe draped over

the doors and windows, even the one on

messy room was now neatly organized. However, the pile of snacks she had brought upstairs was gone. Madelyn barely had any food throughout the entire day yesterday, so her stomach was

habit.

bed barefoot and began to wolf it down. Just then, the door opened. Zach, dressed in a dark gray sweater and black casual pants, walked in with food in hand.

food on her dressing table. There was

and eat.”

gaze shifted toward her. Startled, Madelyn retreated into the corner. Her eyes darted around in fear as she still held the half-eaten toast and swallowed the remaining bite. “I-I’m not