The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

In Madelyn’s previous life, Zach’s reason for marrying Cecilia was partly because she bore a slight resemblance to Jadie. He kept Cecilia by his side as a substitute.

From childhood to adulthood, Madelyn was inferior to Jadie in every aspect, whether it was grades or appearance, except for her family background.

The bond between Jadie and Zach was like an impenetrable fortress built with steel. Zach’s love for Jadie ran deep in his bones. On the other hand, Madelyn was merely the daughter of an enemy to Zach, devoid of any trace of affection.

The knocking gradually grew louder. Madelyn anxiously bit her lip. Zach had never been patient with her. If she didn’t open the door for him soon, he might even kick it down without a second thought.

Therefore, she flicked on the light switch, lifted the blanket, and slipped on her shoes as she rose from the bed. Opening the door, she put on a facade of just waking up and rubbed her eyes. “Brother? You’re back! Sorry, I was sound asleep and didn’t hear anything. Is there something you need?”

Zach’s eyebrows furrowed. However, as he observed her sleepy appearance and realized she had gone out of her way to let him in, his brows relaxed, and a hint of tenderness softened his gaze.

Madelyn’s head, but she lowered her gaze, evading his touch by turning away. In an attempt to conceal her emotions, she

Madelyn’s room. The moment Zach closed the door behind him, Madelyn’s

thought crossed his mind, ‘She hasn’t changed. She’s still the same old Madelyn.’ In a detached manner, he inquired, “Are you feeling better?” His voice lacked warmth, devoid

intentionally keeping her distance from him. “Thank you for your concern. I’m feeling much

then approached her, and a blend of tobacco and alcohol wafted from him. It wasn’t pleasant, yet it

Zach had already achieved success as a business elite. Perhaps it was his years of navigating the corporate world that bestowed upon him an air of pride, composure, and a chilly demeanor. Clad in a sleek black suit, the tall and well-built Zach exuded

facade lurked a devil. He was like a malevolent spirit rising from the depths of hell, intent on destroying lives. He lay dormant, awaiting the perfect moment to unravel her life

in front of her nose. “Brother, have you started smoking

I’ve been occupied lately and have had to tend to social obligations. I’ll be more mindful

Jadie. “Brother, is Jadie coming back tomorrow? It’s been so many years since I last saw her,

intense, a fleeting chill passing through his eyes. “No need. I intend to have

of pain in her heart.

for Zach ran so deep that she couldn’t