The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

In the middle of the night, Madelyn jolted awake from a terrifying nightmare. She sat up abruptly, her forehead drenched in sweat. In an instant, a familiar scent of disinfectant invaded her nostrils, the one she detested above all.

Madelyn paused for a brief moment, questioning herself, ‘Am I not dead? Why am I still alive?’

Just then, a click echoed through the once-dark hospital room, illuminating it with harsh, blinding lights that made it hard for her to open her eyes.

Breaking the silence, a man’s icy voice pierced the air. “Did you have a nightmare?” He strode forward with long steps, approaching her bedside. His tall figure blocked the light, engulfing Madelyn’s petite body completely.

“Z-Zach?” Madelyn looked up. As she caught a glimpse of the man’s face, filled with a profound disgust that seemed to penetrate her very being, her eyes widened, and a look of terror washed over her features. “Stay away!” she thought, ‘Why am I back in the clutches of this devil?’ Instinctively, she recoiled, resisting his presence.

Madelyn’s mind was in chaos. The sight of Zach filled her with overwhelming fear and despair, suffocating her.

Zach’s movement froze. His narrow eyes instantly glazed over with a chilling frost, glaring at her unpleasantly. His handsome face darkened.

“I’ll go get the doctor,” the man’s voice, cold and hoarse, devoid of emotion, carried an intimidating aura.

Madelyn threw off the covers. Suddenly, a sharp, piercing

for the cellphone on the bedside table. Pressing the buttons, she glanced at

year 2000, the

fragmented memories, Madelyn realized that she was currently hospitalized, seemingly because she had resorted to cutting her wrists in an attempt to force Zach to

become Hayson Jent’s godson when Madelyn was ten

suddenly went into a frenzy and attacked her. In that moment of danger, it was Zach who came to her rescue. He shielded her with

echoed in Madelyn’s ears, “Don’t be afraid!

the warmth of

forget the sense of security

time, Zach exuded a mature aura beyond his years. His features were strikingly handsome, with well-defined eyebrows, sparkling eyes, broad shoulders, a slender waist, and a lean hip. However, he always maintained a cold demeanor, keeping

a gift herself. She had undressed and laid on his bed, convinced that she was now an adult

her off with disgust. He scolded her for her audacity, unleashing his anger toward her for

night, Zach stormed out of the room, purposefully avoiding her, and disappeared for several days. No matter how diligently Madelyn searched, she couldn’t find any

of being entangled with Zach, fear gripped

several doctors rushed into the

Madelyn first woke up and

consulting with his colleagues, the doctor delivered his verdict. “The patient’s fever has subsided, and she can undergo the discharge process tomorrow. Regarding the wound on her wrist, please ensure she keeps it dry once she’s back home.

faint hint of relief softened the man’s previously stern expression as