The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning By Max Charming chapter 129
At times, she was afraid of talking too much and annoying others. There was air conditioning in the exhibition hall, and it was not too cold. As she looked at the paintings, Madelyn kept her eyes peeled, not wanting to miss even a single detail.
Edward’s art surprised and shocked her. The paintings had an almost lifelike warmth. Be it the landscape, portraits, all of them looked so real…
Each of the paintings were framed and there were guards standing everywhere, not allowing people to get too close. This was because every single one of these paintings here could go for astronomical prices in auctions.
“Isn’t his art just so amazing?”
“Do you you like them?” Ethan asked her.
“I first saw his art when I was eight. I climbed up onto my mother’s book rack and it collapsed, so I was buried in a pile of books and saw a picture from one of the fallen books. It was a photo of one of Mr. Edward’s paintings called the World of Fantasies.
“It was the prettiest aurora I’d ever seen. The light cutting across the night, a phantasm in a world of ice. Every stroke exuded the extreme cold of the Arctic, and he somehow managed to pull it off. He’s just that amazing! Unfortunately, I’ve only seen it in photos, and not with my own eyes. I think it’d be absolutely stunning.”
Ethan then said. “You’ll definitely see it. You can achieve anything you set your mind to.
Madelyn quickly snapped herself out of her daze. “Ah, whatever, it’s been so long since then. anyway. Being able to see his paintings in his exhibition with my own eyes is good enough for
me.”
After going through the first level there were still two more floors above. They were tired, so they sat at the lounge for a while.
“Do you need to go to the toilet?” she asked Ethan.
“…” Ethan then answered teasingly. “If you want to help me with that, I don’t mind.”
Madelyn’s face immediately flushed red. ‘What was I saying?’
She then quickly replied. “I… I can… get the staff here to help you…”
‘AAAAH, how embarrassing! What the heck was I saying?’
“It’s okay, I was just teasing you. I don’t need to go to the toilet yet. You can go ahead.”
“Okay, wait for me here and don’t move around. I’ll be back soon.”
Ethan smiled warmly and said, “Alright.”
The place was just too big, and Madelyn had to walk quite a distance and even ask for directions to get to the toilet.
The line at the women’s toilet was quite long. While standing in line, she suddenly felt someone patting her aggressively on the shoulder.
Madelyn looked around and saw what looked like a frog on her shoulder, so she yelped and jumped backward in surprise.
“AHAHAHA!!! That was hilarious. You looked like a total dunce there!” Timothy was laughing louder than anyone else as he held a frog-headed glove in his hands.
When Madelyn saw the three of them, she was confused. ‘It’s not the weekend today, why are they here?’
Still, she planned to just ignore them. “Childish,” she muttered. “Hey Forry, she called you childish.” Timothy jabbed at Forrest.
“Touch her, and Zach that mad dog will shove you into a barrel and toss you into the sea.” Forrest replied.
Timothy patted his chest and said mockingly, “Oh no, I’m so scared…”
Madelyn pursed her lips, wondering when the three of them had started having an interest in art. How unlucky of her to run into them here of all places.
