The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 450

Madelyn assured, “Starting today, I’ll be the one paying your monthly salary.”

Margaret gave her thigh a reassuring pat and responded, “Okay, I’ll call a locksmith right away. If Mr. Jardin questions me later, please back me up. I still have my family to support.”

Madelyn nodded in agreement, saying, “Of course, I will.”

After approximately two to three hours, Margaret returned to the hospital, visibly perspiring. She reported, “The front door lock has been changed, and I’ve reset the password as per your instructions.”

Madelyn expressed her gratitude, “Thank you for your prompt action.”

Margaret humbly replied, “Well, you’re paying me. It’s my job.”

Madelyn changed out of the hospital gown before quickly completing the discharge procedures. She paid the medical expenses with the bank card Hayson gave her. Hayson would send her money every month. And since she did not usually spend much, she had quite a lot of savings.

exited the ward and stepped into the corridor, Margaret encountered Jadie, who was assisting Rosario walk out of the elevator.

had aged considerably, her hair now mostly gray. Emotionally, she approached Madelyn and said, “Madelyn… Have you come to visit

and replied, “Please take good care of your health.” With

the person she had once trusted completely, only to discover that she had been deeply betrayed. She couldn’t bring herself to forgive Rosario for her actions. She couldn’t simply pretend that nothing had ever happened.

scream could be heard from behind. Jadie exclaimed, “Rosario! Somebody, call

Rosario has fainted. Doctor, come quickly!”

elevator, and just before the doors shut entirely, Kai, wearing a white coat, managed

“He’s a total embarrassment to the medical field. He shouldn’t be

Madelyn

residence at Southern

front door have added security, but there was also a security gate at the main entrance. Without a remote control, no cars could

a beep signaled the opening of the main

a flood of emotions washed over her, mingled with a sense of isolation. This had been her home for many years, yet it felt more

instructed, “Clear out all the rooms except for Father and Jasmine’s. Get rid of what’s no longer

push people away?’ Margaret wondered before responding,