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.”

phone

also left by

in your care.”

so little? It

was as cold as a block of ice. “I knew you wouldn’t be wearing gloves, so I

gifted him one in advance, so Madelyn had tossed it into her cupboard in a fit of

slender and well-defined. Madelyn pulled the glove open, and he slid his hand

too.” She gave him

care of like this before, as usually people would only do

hands get cold, just put

seen such

but how about you?” he said, so Madelyn showed him the puffy cute gloves

“Okay.”

behind and then stopped. “Oh right,

a scarf and wrapped it around Ethan’s neck. “I invited you here, and now

that he would be tired, or freezing, and would make sure that he wore a few more layers

would iron the clothes he needed to wear the next day and hang them up so that he would not need to look for them in the morning. He would often throw his stuff all over

had worried for ten odd years about a man who did not

of taking care of people still had not changed at

times, she was afraid of talking too much and annoying

too cold. As she looked at

and shocked her. The paintings had an almost lifelike warmth. Be

too close. This was because every single one

art

“Do you

like them?”

it collapsed, so I was buried in a pile of books and saw a picture from one of the fallen books. It was a photo of one of Mr.

light cutting across the night, a phantasm in a world of ice. Every stroke exuded the extreme cold of the Arctic, and he somehow managed to pull it

said. “You’ll definitely see it. You can achieve anything you set your mind

her daze. “Ah, whatever, it’s been so long since then. anyway. Being able to see his paintings in his exhibition with my own eyes is

me.”

the first level there were still two more floors above. They were

to go to the toilet?”