The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Chapter 52

Madelyn couldn’t help but notice that Jadie had a group of guys by her side-Adrian, Timothy, and Forrest. She stood next to her family car, watching them approach from across the street. It caught her off guard, and she thought to herself, ‘When did Jadie start hanging out with Forrest? They seem really close.’

‘Hmm… Jadie and Forrest?’ Madelyn couldn’t even begin to imagine what kind of relationship. they had. ‘Wasn’t Jadie interested in Zach? Does Zach know about Jadie and Forrest being together?’ But then she realized that Jadie’s love life was none of her business. She wanted no part in anything involving Jadie or Zach.

As Madelyn shifted her gaze away, she noticed a blue tattoo on Forrest’s arm. It felt strangely familiar. She had a fleeting sense of having seen it on someone in a past life. ‘It looks familiar,’ she thought, but the memory slipped away for a moment. She couldn’t recall when or where she had seen it before.

Meanwhile, Timothy glanced at the black sedan across the street and the person standing there in a daze. “Forrest, isn’t that Madelyn Jent? Is she looking at you? I told you; Madelyn definitely has a thing for you. Just look at her face, all jealous again!”

Forrest remained indifferent, his gaze shifting to the side as Madelyn got into the car. Jadie noticed too-it was the black sedan from the Jent family, the one that picked up and dropped off Madelyn.

Two schools, separated only by a single street, yet worlds apart in every conceivable aspect.

Jadie had an elegant demeanor, dressed in a white dress, standing beside Forrest like an ethereal being untouched by the mundane world. Her long hair was braided and draped to one side, radiating

looking at Jadie. “You know Madelyn

since we were kids. But I went abroad for treatment due to illness a long time ago and haven’t come back for years. Are you two classmates with Madelyn? If you get to know her more, you’ll see

his throat, his face showing a mix of

atmosphere became momentarily awkward, taking on an unusual

connection to Madelyn. And

Jadie and Madelyn. Jadie was the kind of woman that every man would consider a dream lover, someone unattainable. Yet, her past was filled with

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couldn’t help but sympathize with Jadie’s circumstances. He couldn’t help but believe that someone like Jadie, rather than Madelyn, deserved the privileges of a privileged upbringing, indulging in a

cigarette butt from his hand, coming to a stop at

gentle breeze brushed against them, carrying the pleasant scent of camellias that lingered around Jadie. She tousled her wind-blown

off her coat, but Forrest stopped her, placing his hand on her shoulder. “No need