The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 458

Margaret looked at Madelyn’s back as she muttered, “Where else can I find such a good household?”

She loved eating. This was her first time eating dill and abalone in the Jent residence. She had not tried those foods before. But she thought her husband would enjoy eating them if she brought them home. However, Margaret would always get permission before bringing any food back home. She would never steal.

Margaret switched off the lights in the living room. Before she went upstairs, she grabbed a plate of washed strawberries. Those that she took for herself to eat were slightly rotten. She had already fetched those good ones to Madelyn’s room. She thought, ‘That poor kid is suffering. She’s all alone in such a big house. This must feel so lifeless for her. Yes, this house is comfortable for her, but it doesn’t feel like a home.

After Margaret went back to her room, she thought about something. She hurriedly called Rosario. It took her three tries to get through, “Hi Rosario, Ms. Jent came back and asked me to call you. Don’t worry; she’s doing fine now! When are you coming back? I miss you so much.”

Rosario coughed, “Ahem, ahem, ahem…”

Margaret exclaimed worriedly, “Oh my goodness. Why are you coughing? Are you sick? Are you feeling better?”

Rosario’s voice was weak as she said, “It’s just my usual health problem. It’s good that she’s doing fine. Please take good care of her for me. Thank you so much.”

you for introducing me to her. I

quiet. Madelyn walked out of the bathroom and

exercise book appeared in her mind, ‘There would be no rainbows

sunshine and rain…

like I’ve achieved

She was lost in her thoughts, ‘If I were

she’s indeed unique

never regretted being in a relationship with him. He’s a good man.

into bed. She took a few white pills before leaving a bedside lamp on and lying down

of her mother sitting by her bedside with her hand caressing her face. Her

voice, “But… Why do I still feel so hurt?

on, you’ll have to go through life

“Mom, where are you

warmly, “It’s time for me