The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 869
As they stood next to Madelyn, Mya and the maids had not expected that she would speak like that to her husband, as if they were complete strangers to each other.
Mya suddenly felt bad for Madelyn.
‘How could he lock Madelyn up here and go shopping with another woman?’ Mya thought to herself.
Mya got angry and snatched the phone from Madelyn’s hand.
“Ptui, you suck.” She scolded Zach and abruptly hung up the call.
Margaret sensed that something was not right and immediately sent the other maids away.
Then, Mya grabbed Madelyn’s arm and said, “Madelyn, I suddenly feel so sorry for you! You never wanted to stay here, right?”
A faint smile appeared on Madelyn’s face. “I’m already used to this. Don’t worry.”
“But you don’t seem genuinely happy. You always seem a little sad whenever we’re together.”
Madelyn’s smile faded as she lowered her gaze, seemingly thinking about something.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can go shopping with you anymore.”
Madelyn did not cry. Instead, Mya was the one who started tearing up. She suddenly hugged Madelyn and said, “Madelyn, if you don’t like staying here, why don’t you leave?
“If you’re not happy, you can go far away from here.
“Although I don’t like it when you suddenly disappear and cut off contact with everyone else, I still want you to be happy.”
Mya had noticed it long ago.
Madelyn would often sit there in a daze, staring blankly at the garden.
Mya figured that if she was not there to keep Madelyn company, she would just be a pet to Zach.
“Mya, it’s fine. I’m okay. Don’t worry about me.” Madelyn said with a faint smile as she wiped away Mya’s
tears.
The bodyguards came back from outside and said to Madelyn, “Mrs. Jardin, Mr. Jardin said that you can go out, but you have to let us follow you.”
“How is this any different from watching a prisoner?” Mya said angrily.
Madelyn did not say anything, yet Mya was the one who retorted.
“It’s alright, then. Never mind.” Madelyn said.
She turned to Mya and said, “I’m going to make some macarons. Do you want some?”
Mya cried and smiled at the same time as she said, “Yes, I want a big one.”
It had been some time since Madelyn made macarons, and she was even starting to forget what they tasted like.
The bodyguard informed Zach about what Madelyn had said, but Zach just kept quiet.
Madelyn prepared a table full of food and Mya slept in the same room as her that night.
There was still a plate of uneaten macarons on the nightstand.
Mya hugged Madelyn and fell asleep. Even without covering themselves with a blanket, Madelyn could feel the warmth coming from Mya’s body, as well as Dalton’s as she slept between them.
Eventually, it got so hot that Madelyn suddenly woke up. She stared at the ceiling above her, wide awake.
She was unable to sleep, so she decided to get up. She draped a shawl over herself and walked to the art studio.
Ever since returning from overseas, Madelyn had rarely gone to her art studio. However, she would occasionally check her work emails and try to help out as much as she could.
She switched on the lights, and walked towards the half-finished painting on the easel.
As she was about to start painting, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the hallway.
