The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning By Max Charming chapter 439
Taking advantage of Kai’s momentary distraction while answering the phone, Lana hurriedly
adjusted her skirt in humiliation. Her eyes welled up with tears as she pushed him away and
fled the office.
Kai’s gaze followed Lana as she left. He walked to the desk, took a cigarette, and lit it. He
attempted to soothe his inner turmoil. “Depends on the situation. Treatment usually involves
medication and psychotherapy, but it mostly depends on the patient.
If she can’t get through it herself, no matter how many pills she takes or how much therapy she undergoes, it won’t help. So, have you become soft-hearted?”
Kai laughed heartlessly. Without getting any response, he continued to mock Zach with
reckless laughter. “I knew this day would come. Zach, don’t forget your purpose! Do you think
you can back out now? You’ve been drugging Madelyn for twelve years. Even if you treat her
well now, she won’t forgive you.
Do I need to remind you of everything you’ve done to her?
Once you release the bowstring, there’s no turning back. In fact, if you try to treat her
differently now, she might retaliate instead.”
After hanging up the phone, Zach had already reached the door of Madelyn’s room. He raised
his hand and knocked.” Madelyn?”
Madelyn stared at the darkness beneath the door crack. The lights in her room were off. She
had once again isolated herself from the outside world.
Madelyn did nothing except huddle in the corner with her knees drawn up to her chest, staring blankly at the dark wall. He had no idea what she was thinking.
In the cluttered room, there was a paper on an easel with a pencil sketch of a woman’s
silhouette. She was wearing a dress, graceful and elegant, but without any distinct facial
features. It was a depiction of her mother in her dreams.
“Maddie, are you tired?” In the darkness, Madelyn heard her mother’s voice. It was as if she
could see a faint glimmer, and a woman sat on the bed, concealing her face in the shadows.
That gentle voice belonged to her mother.
In the darkness, Madelyn seemed to have found a glimmer of hope. She knelt forward, looking
up, tears streaming down her face. “Mom, you’ve finally come to look for me. I’ve missed you
so much. Mom, can you take me away? Please?”
“I miss you too, but I can’t take you away yet. Maddie, you’re still young. There’s a long road
ahead of you. Besides, you still have unfulfilled wishes, right? You’ve always been brave,
overcoming any difficulties you face, right?”
Madelyn extended her hand cautiously. She dared not to touch anything before her, fearing it
might all be an illusion that would vanish upon contact. Her hand weakly rested on the ground,
tears dropping like rain. She felt trapped in despair.
“No, I’m not brave at all.” Madelyn shook her head and cried hysterically. “Father doesn’t want
me, and nobody loves me. Mom, you’re all I have. Mom, can you take me away? Living is so
tiring. No matter what I do, it can’t change anything.”
The woman’s voice also carried a hint of sadness. “My poor Maddie.”
At that moment, a figure outside leaped onto the balcony. In the next moment, Zach slid open
the glass door and drew back the curtains.
Silver moonlight poured in, illuminating the dark room and Madelyn, who kneeled on the floor.
She reached out as if desperately trying to grasp something.
