The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Retreating to her room, Madelyn stripped off her soiled clothes and stood in front of her wardrobe, contemplating her attire. Through the thin wall dividing her from the outside world, Zach’s voice carried in.

“I’ve got urgent business at the company this time. If I can wrap it up early, I’ll rush back to you!” he said.

Understandingly, Jadie replied, “I’m fine, Zach. Go do what you have to. I’ll be here waiting for you.”

“Alright. If you get tired, you can sleep in my room. I just changed the sheets and blankets.”

“Alright, I’ll remember that.”

door to her room suddenly swung open. Startled, Madelyn’s hand froze mid-air, holding her dress, her face flushed a fiery red. Her hands fumbled, clutching her clothes tightly around her. Zach, standing by the door, glanced at her bare silhouette. His hand, resting on the door handle, tensed, and his

countless intimate moments, bared their souls and bodies to each other; there was no part of her that Zach had not seen. But for some inexplicable reason, in that very moment, Madelyn’s

turn around, she hastily slipped into her skirt, forcing herself

it on the table near her. His lips parted slightly, voice low and gravelly. “Here’s a shopping card, a gift from our business partners. If you need clothes, jewelry

“Thanks, bro.”

door. He stood still for a moment, swallowing hard. A primal urge, animalistic and restless, stirred within him. After a few seconds, he finally stepped away, gathered his meeting documents, and got into his car. As he turned the ignition, his hands tightening around the steering wheel, the brief

I were

him, pressed the accelerator, and sped away from the

Their eyes met, two worlds colliding with no common language. Even though she carried a guilt over

lingering awkwardness, Madelyn

fleeting smile, quickly saying, “I’m tidying up Zach’s

With that, she started her descent, the soft thud of her slippers on the staircase marked her