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.”

pretended to be answering the phone as he too turned

had also left by then, leaving

be in your

up so little?

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

Jadie had gifted him one in advance,

he slid his hand in. She then adjusted

take this too.” She gave

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

If your hands get cold, just put them in

seen

so Madelyn showed him the puffy cute gloves on her

“Okay.”

the wheelchair from behind and then stopped. “Oh right, I

you here, and now the

past life focusing on Zach, worrying that he would be tired, or freezing, and would make sure that he wore a few more layers

so that he would not need to look for them in the morning. He would often throw his stuff all over the place, and then have

concerned Zach, Madelyn had always done her best. She had worried for ten odd years about a man who did

of taking care of people still had not changed at

times, she was afraid of talking too

not too cold. As she looked at the paintings, Madelyn kept her eyes peeled, not wanting to miss even a

lifelike

not allowing people to get too close. This was because every single one of these paintings here could go for astronomical

his art just

“Do you

like them?” Ethan asked

was buried in a pile

seen. The 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 off. He’s just that amazing! Unfortunately, I’ve only seen it in photos, and not

“You’ll definitely see it. You

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

me.”

above.

to go to the toilet?”