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The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Chapter 475 by Max Charming

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning By Max Charming chapter 475

There was freshly cooked cinnamon oatmeal on the coffee table, and Evelyn had a half-eaten bowl of it in front of her.

“Do you know why I asked you to come back?” Evelyn got straight to the point. Madelyn pursed her thin lips into a straight line and nodded. “I know.”

Evelyn asked, “So, what are your feelings towards Ethan now? Do you want to continue this relationship? I won’t blame you if you’re disappointed in Ethan, and we won’t force you to stay. You’re willing to give Ethan some time, which shows that you’re thoughtful and have a clear perspective. Based on this, I can tell you’re different from other women.

“You’re more rational than most women, but Ethan also feels hurt because of your rationality. Sometimes, a bit of irrationality isn’t a bad thing. In other words, Ethan also wants to see you get angry. From his perspective, it shows that at least you care about him.”

Evelyn reached out and held Madelyn’s hand back. “Tell me, do you have feelings for Ethan?”

Madelyn nodded without hesitation. With a serious look, she said, “I always take matters of love seriously. George has also told me some things about him. I understand that they met before me. It’s just that I’m not worthy of him.

Evelyn smiled and patted her hand. She spoke with profound meaning, Actually, I liked you from the moment you entered the Arnold residence. I have a good sense of people’s character and can judge whether they are good or bad. I don’t like beating around the bush or playing mind games with people, but I recognize right away when others do it.

“I don’t mind telling you. I investigated your background before you came to the Arnold residence. I know you’ve had a terrible life in the Jent residence and have a highly ambitious elder brother. Coming here to the Arnold residence was undoubtedly a way for you to find support, which is a smart move. We have considerable influence in Ventropolis, and no one dares to provoke us.

“Indeed, Ethan has done some foolish things in the past and is still the same now. Being alone for too long can cause one to lose oneself and leave one not knowing what one really wants. After all, who hasn’t made some foolish mistakes when they were young? Even if he made a mistake, he’s paid the price.

“My irresponsible son has never looked after him since Ethan’s birth. His mother was constantly drinking and would be either physically or verbally abusive. Once, I was concerned and went back to mediate during their divorce dispute. Who would have known that as soon as I entered the house, I saw a room full of shattered glass bottles and a puddle of blood on the floor? Can you guess whose blood it was?”

Madelyn’s heart tightened. ‘Is this his childhood experience?’ Evelyn continued, “At that time, he was only this little.” She gestured with her hand.

“When he was about five or six years old, he was locked in the basement. He was shivering from the cold and had bruises all over his body from beatings. He was just a child! How could someone do that to a child?

“Later, I brought Ethan to my side and personally raised him. I did it out of good intentions but lacked the ability. I can’t give him anything besides providing for his material needs. Due to the lack of parental love from a young age, he’s grown up to be short tempered and impulsive without considering the consequences of his actions. He grew up by my side since childhood, so I can see that he acts differently when it comes to you.”

Evelyn sighed deeply, “I’ve told you all this because I want you to return and give Ethan another chance. Go upstairs and have a good talk with him. Whether it works out or not, feel free to visit the Arnold residence anytime.”

Out of politeness, Madelyn nodded in agreement. After Evelyn left, it seemed like the vast mansion was empty, with only her remaining. She knew where Ethan’s room was. Hesitating for a moment, she still headed upstairs.

Coincidentally, a startled-looking servant hurried down from upstairs, holding medication in hand. When the servant saw Madelyn, his eyes lit up. Ms. Jent? You’re finally back.”

“What’s happened?”

The servant replied, “Mr. Arnold refuses to change his dressing, and I can’t do anything about it.”

“Give it to me,” said Madelyn.

“Okay.” The servant immediately handed the medication to Madelyn.

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The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming

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Status: Completed Type: Author: Native Language: English

Madelyn Jent died on her wedding anniversary. She had been married to Zach Jardin for eight years, compromising for the better part of her life. However, she ended up being kicked out of the house. After the painful divorce, Madelyn was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Despite her deteriorating health, she clung to life in the hospital, hoping that Zach would visit her one last time. As Valentine's Day arrived, heavy snow fell outside. Yet, Zach failed to make an appearance, leaving Madelyn with a deep sense of regret. "Zach Jardin... If I could start over, I would never fall in love with you again!"

Miraculously, Madelyn found herself reborn to the time when she was eighteen. Fueled by the desire to avoid repeating the same mistakes, she made a solemn vow to distance herself from everything related to Zach. But fate seemed determined to test her resolve. Just as she sought to escape the shadows of her past, the same man, Zach, emerged with an intimidating aura, gradually approaching her step by step. His voice, reminiscent of a devil's melody, echoed through the hallway as he declared, "Madelyn, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life..."

Chapter 1 On February 14th, Valentine's Day, Madelyn Jent, a 31-year-old woman, lost her battle to cancer. Inside a room in SereneCare Hospital in Ventropolis, the air was filled with a strong scent of disinfectant. [Zach, the doctor inserted a painful dialysis needle in me today.] [I'm on the verge of death. Could you spare a moment to visit me?] [Please, Zach...] Madelyn weakly turned her head and glanced at the text messages on her phone. Despite sending multiple messages, she had received no response from Zach. IV drips were connected to her veins. Her face was pale, her eyes sunken, and her body emaciated. Cancer had ravaged her limbs, causing them to deteriorate. She was completely immobile, unable to perform even the simplest tasks unaided. The nurse assigned to care for her hadn't shown up for almost two weeks, citing that further treatment was unnecessary. Madelyn was sensitive to the pain, but in the advanced stage of her cancer, she had to suffer with it every day. The only thing that kept her going was her love for Zach. But now, her once overwhelming love for him had faded. She was left with nothing but a frail and ailing body. Madelyn switched off her phone and silently awaited the embrace of death. The pain had nearly blurred her consciousness. She reminisced about the eight years she had devoted to being Zach's faithful wife. But what had she gained in the end? One by one, those around her had abandoned her, leaving her alone and destitute. Madelyn couldn't help but think that Zach would perhaps feel the greatest relief upon her demise. With her gone, he no longer subjected to the sight of her face. He could finally satisfy his longing to bring Cecilia Samford home as his wife. Eight months ago, on Zach's birthday, Madelyn sat on the couch, anxiously waiting for his return. It was well past two o'clock in the morning, and the carefully prepared meal on the table had grown cold. Instead of Zach, it was his assistant who arrived, bearing a divorce agreement. The assistant delivered the news hesitantly, saying, "Madam, Mr. Jardin had no choice. The Jardin Corporation is a vast enterprise that requires an heir." Madelyn forced a pale smile. A few years ago, she had been pregnant, but an accident had tragically led to a stillborn child. Since then, she hadn't been able to conceive.    

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