The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Chapter 128

Today was the day of the art exhibition.

Madelyn, of course, had not forgotten about it and had gotten up early to prepare. She put on a

white cashmere coat, a long black knitted skirt with plush long trousers beneath as the weather today was gloomy and below zero degrees.

The weather at Ventropolis of late was like a roller coaster and was very volatile. Frost had already formed on the flower beds at the villa. The maple leaves had still been green the day before, but after just a single night, they had turned red.

The white frost alone made Madelyn feel a little chilly. She lowered her face and buried it inside her scarf, her cheeks slightly red.

‘I wonder if it’ll snow today.’

As soon as the taxi arrived, Madelyn quickly opened the door and got inside.

She did not like to have people waiting for her, so she left half an hour earlier. By the time she arrived, there was already a long queue at the exhibition entrance, everyone with a ticket in hand.

A Cayenne drove in about ten minutes after Madelyn arrived.

Ethan saw through the car window Madelyn who was jumping up and down and smiled. “Let’s get off here then.”

“Alright, Master Ethan,” Leyton said.

‘If I’d known it would be this cold, I would have worn more socks. It’s freezing.’

“Miss Madelyn…”

A familiar voice soon called out to Madelyn from behind. When she turned around, she saw George and the person in the wheelchair.

Ethan smiled. “Sorry for the wait.”

“It’s fine, I just arrived not too long ago myself. Let’s go.”

“Miss Madelyn…” George called out to her. “We won’t be joining you, so please take care of Master Ethan.”

to be answering the phone as he

left by then,

in your

not cold dressing up so

as she touched his hand. It was as cold as a block of ice. “I knew you wouldn’t be wearing gloves, so I brought one

originally planned to give it to Zach, but Jadie had gifted him one in advance, so Madelyn had tossed it into her cupboard in a fit of anger. Little did she know

slid his hand in.

take this too.” She gave

usually people would only do things

get cold, just

seen

puffy cute gloves on her hand. “I have a pair

“Okay.”

from behind and then stopped. “Oh

wrapped it around Ethan’s neck. “I invited you here, and now the weather’s getting really cold, so don’t

sure that he wore a few more layers of clothes before he left for work, and would force him to put

need to look for them in the morning. He would often throw his stuff all

had always done her best. She had worried for ten odd years about a man who did not love her, acting

her habit of taking care of

afraid of talking too much and

was air conditioning in the exhibition hall, and it was not too cold. As she looked at the paintings, Madelyn kept her eyes peeled, not wanting

surprised and shocked her. The paintings had an almost lifelike warmth. Be it the landscape,

were framed and there were guards standing everywhere, not allowing people to get too close. This was because every single one of

art just

“Do you

them?” Ethan

first saw his art when I was eight. I climbed up onto my mother’s book rack and it collapsed, so I was buried in a pile of books and saw a picture from one of the fallen books. It was

cold of the Arctic, and he somehow managed to pull it off. He’s just that amazing! Unfortunately, I’ve only seen it

definitely see it. You can achieve anything you set

out of her daze. “Ah, whatever, it’s been so long since then. anyway. Being able to see his paintings in his

me.”

more floors above. They were tired, so they sat at

need to go to the toilet?”