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

also left by then, leaving

your

up so little?

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

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 that it would come in

open, and he slid his hand in.

this too.” She

this before, as usually people would only do things for him after

keep your hands warm. If your hands get

nodded. “I’ve never seen

given me one, but how about you?” he said, so Madelyn showed him the puffy cute gloves on her hand. “I have a pair myself. Sit tight. We’ll be queuing

“Okay.”

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

it around Ethan’s neck. “I invited you here, and now the weather’s getting really

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

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

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 a mother

taking care of people still had

of

looked at the paintings, Madelyn kept her eyes peeled, not

paintings had an almost lifelike warmth. Be it

get too close. This was because every single one of these paintings here could go for astronomical

his art

“Do you

them?” Ethan asked

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

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 with my

see it. You can

anyway. Being able to see his paintings in his exhibition with my own eyes is

me.”

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

go to