The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Chapter 212

It was fifteen minutes to ten, before Madelyn had to go upstairs.

“Stand right there!”

She heard someone roar.

Then, she saw two persons walk into the neighborhood.

Forrest walked over with a cigarette in hand while a young, beautiful girl ran after him. She had long, wavy hair and wore a knitted long dress.

The girl ran to face him and slapped him across the face, “You’re scum, Forrest!”

She continued, “How dare you break up with me over a single text?! What do you take me for? Do you think I’m just a toy you can discard at your will?”

Forrest was unfazed. He chuckled and chucked away the cigarette he was holding. He stuck his hands into his pockets and said, “It was just a fling. We broke up because I got tired of it.”

The white streetlights shone on Forrest’s hair. The breeze gently blew against his bangs, and they fell over his eyes, which quickly swelled up and revealed a handprint from the slap.

“I’m not interested in women who desperately throw themselves at me. Maybe you should go. find someone else?”

The mature-looking girl took out a bottle of water and dumped its contents onto Forrest’s

head.

“Just you wait. My dad won’t let this go.”

a drenched Forrest behind. Forrest shook the water out of his hair

like this the last time I saw him,’

over. His expression was as if he was asking her, “Are you

the show?”

calmly met his gaze for a few seconds before she turned around and went into the escalator, pressing a

password 810214, at the door, and the screen indicated that the password was correct. The string of numbers corresponded to Jadie’s birth year and

key in the password today and

the living room were still on,

must’ve been left

closed the door. When she saw the couch, she was reminded of her soft bed. The initial rush of adrenaline she

a glass of milk but decided against it when she remembered she was

BZZT! BZZT!

She

number in her contacts.

Ethan: [You moved?]

different dates. She took out a pre-washed cucumber from the fridge and started eating it while typing

is

on

the send button as she stared at the five words in the text box. In the end, she did not send the text. She deleted her original

phone indicated that the

pajamas, leaning on the bedframe. He had a book about suppressing

at Madelyn’s reply and revealed

stopped ignoring me,’