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

by then,

be in your care.”

alright, are you not cold dressing up so little?

acted like a mother 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

in advance, so Madelyn had tossed

he slid his hand in. She then adjusted his fingers.

She gave him

before, as usually people

keep your hands warm. If your hands get cold, just put them

seen such

one, but how about you?” he said, so Madelyn showed him the puffy cute gloves on her hand. “I have

“Okay.”

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

out a scarf and wrapped it around Ethan’s neck. “I invited you

and would make sure that he wore a few more layers

for them in the morning. He would often throw his stuff all over the place, and then have trouble finding them afterwards. How could he? She was the one cleaning up the

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

of taking care of people still had

she was afraid of talking too much and annoying

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

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

allowing people to get too

art just so

“Do you

like them?” Ethan asked

buried in a pile of books and saw a picture from one of the fallen books. It was a photo of one of Mr. Edward’s

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

definitely see it. You can

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

me.”

first level there were still two more floors above. They were tired, so

need to go to the toilet?” she