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.

the ward and stepped into the corridor, Margaret encountered Jadie, who was assisting Rosario walk out of the elevator. Madelyn made eye contact with Jadie.

Emotionally, she approached Madelyn and said, “Madelyn… Have you come to visit me at the

cold glance at Rosario and replied, “Please take good care of your health.” With

presence of the person she had once trusted completely, only to discover that she had been deeply

from behind. Jadie exclaimed, “Rosario! Somebody, call a

fainted.

the elevator, and just before the doors shut entirely, Kai, wearing a white coat, managed to halt them and stepped inside. He casually remarked, “Madelyn, what a

in his direction. Her inner thoughts raced, ‘He’s a total embarrassment to the medical field. He shouldn’t be wearing that coat at

Madelyn walked toward the entrance and left

the Jent residence at Southern

security, but there was also a security gate at the

password, a beep signaled the opening of the main

at the familiar yet strangely distant mansion, 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

the rooms

trying to push people away?‘ Margaret wondered before