The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 1021
The bodyguard reported to Zach, ” Based on the size and depth of the footprints, it’s likely a woman. Should we call the police, Mr. Jardin?”
Zach replied casually, “We’ll handle it tomorrow.”
“Understood, Mr. Jardin,” the bodyguard acknowledged.
Zach handed Madelyn some utensils at the dining table and said calmly, “I think someone’s after me. Let’s pretend nothing happened tonight. We’ll talk tomorrow after some rest.”
Zach offered Madelyn a dish. “Try this, my cooking might just rival yours.”
Madelyn responded, her voice tinged with unease, “I’m not really in the mood to eat.”
Zach noticed Madelyn’s disheartened expression, he gently coaxed, “Have a little. Think of it as breakfast. Dawn’s almost here.”
Madelyn glanced at the clock, startled to see it was already four in the morning. She pleaded, “Zach, can you please stop getting involved in these dangerous things?”
Zach softly agreed, “Alright, I’ll stop.”
Meanwhile, amidst the rain, Frida was driving a black car. She noticed a figure wandering the streets, dazed and clutching a stone so tightly that blood dripped from her palm.
Frida stopped the car, ran to the figure, trembling. She exclaimed, “Yvonne… What happened? I’m here now!”
Yvonne, gripping the stone, sobbed, ” It’s her! She took everything from me. I was supposed to be with him. We were married! How could he marry someone else?”
Yvonne’s appearance was marred by burns and disfigurement, her voice hoarse. Passersby avoided her, treating her presence like a curse.
“Yvonne, forget about Zach. He’s been exploiting our family, including your brother. He doesn’t deserve your love,” Frida consoled Yvonne. “We’ll get you the best care. I’ll find top surgeons to restore your beauty.”
Yvonne had watched from a dark corner as Zach and Madelyn looked like any other happy couple with a child in tow.
“He cooked for her. He never did that for me in our four years together. I loved him so much, but he betrayed me. Now, looking like this, he’ll never want me!” Yvonne lamented.
In a fit of anger, Frida slapped Yvonne. The sound echoed in the rain. “Enough! He tried to kill you, Yvonne! And yet, you still pine for him. He’s cruel and heartless. Don’t you see?”
Yvonne murmured, “Now that I’m a monster, I might as well be dead like my brother.”
Frida embraced Yvonne tightly and said, “You’re not alone, Yvonne. We’ll avenge your brother. We will never forgive Zach. He will pay.”
The flash of lightning illuminated Frida’s face, twisted with pain and resolve.
Back in her room, Madelyn struggled to find peace in sleep, her dreams haunted by the horrific image of Yvonne’s burnt face.
