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

had also left by then, leaving only

your

so little? It

as cold as a block of ice. “I knew

had gifted him one in advance, so Madelyn had tossed it into her cupboard in a fit of anger. Little did she know that

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

She gave him the

Ethan had never been taken care of like this before, as usually

warm. If your hands get cold, just

seen

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

“Okay.”

the wheelchair from behind and then

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

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

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 whole

Madelyn had always done her best. She had worried for ten odd years about a man who did not love her, acting like a mother and doing everything down to

of taking care of people still had not

afraid of talking too much and

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

had an almost lifelike warmth. Be it the landscape, portraits, all

to get too close. This was because every single

art just

“Do you

like them?” Ethan

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

and he somehow managed to pull it off. He’s just that amazing! Unfortunately, I’ve only seen it in photos, and not with my own eyes. I

it. You can achieve anything you set your mind

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

me.”

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

go to the