The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

“Zach Jardin! How can you say that without feeling ashamed?”

“Be good.” After spending more than an hour in the bathroom, Madelyn’s pent-up tension finally went away. She felt completely tired. Zach helped her out of the bathtub, wrapped her in a towel, and dried her hair. She fell onto the pillow, snuggling naturally into the center of the bed.

In the middle of the night, a wave of heat washed over her. She wanted to kick off the covers, but it felt like she was next to a blazing furnace. Too drained to do anything, she thought, ‘ Whatever.’

around her and drifted back to

Roshya to Ventropolis touched down at eight o’clock in the morning. An hour later, he was at the hospital’s main entrance, buying a bouquet of lilies. Making his way to the in-patient area on the fifteenth

yet. She only fell asleep

With her asthma acting up from the recent cold snap, Sylvia got sick pretty quickly. When Forrest heard about it, he hurried

the hospital room and found Sylvia fast asleep. He settled down on the couch, passing time by playing on his phone. Eventually, he drifted off into a nap. After what felt like a long time, he sensed movement nearby. Stirring and sitting up, he saw Sylvia’s

wake up?” Forrest asked. With her hair flowing around her and wrapped in a shawl, Sylvia had a kind of regal appearance. She moved closer to him, placing a fallen blanket over his legs. “Not too

can spend time together. Are you hungry?