The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Chapter 248

“I don’t need to go back. I’m fine here by myself,” said Madelyn confidently.

In her painting, Madelyn depicted a field of sunflowers under a bright blue sky. The sunflowers reached toward the sun, full of hope and light..

People’s feelings often showed in their art. When someone was sad, their paintings might show a cloudy sky and a stormy night. And Madelyn’s painting was full of the brightness she felt inside.

Her painting was really good. With this talent, she could easily get into the art school she wanted.

Hayson had told her not to paint, and Zach knew that too. He wondered how she could make such- great art. Then he remembered that Madelyn never followed rules.

Zach sat down on the couch and looked at the paper on the table. It was for a parent-teacher meeting notice and a camp application form. Madelyn had filled out everything, but she needed a

parent to sign.

Zach’s eyes glinted when he saw this.

Madelyn looked at her painting, feeling like something was missing. She studied it closely.

“Are you coming back with me, or should someone come get you?” asked Zach.

go back, aren’t you afraid I’ll bully Jadie?”

painting.

answer. Madelyn knew what he was thinking

life is better without you,” she

didn’t understand Zach. He acted like he didn’t like her, maybe even wanted her

kept showing up when she least

was behind what happened at school and

all her teachers and classmates, she had become a target of

was

those steps in the first

mess would have happened. After returning

didn’t know what to do next. She asked herself, ‘Should I just

into

lock on the door outside turned, and the door swung

he didn’t see him. He put the groceries he’d bought

“Being better means fooling around with

guess it’s not surprising, you always find fault with everything I do…

it. It was her very first finished artwork. Carefully, she took off the

cook. He opened the fridge and saw a plate of leftover grilled chicken from last night. “Hey, Madelyn, do you want to eat the leftover chicken from yesterday? If not, I’ll throw

it up