The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Madelyn replied with a hint of mockery, “Is there anyone who wouldn’t be scared sitting next to a murderer?”

Zach thought, ‘So she does know fear. But if she truly knew fear, she wouldn’t have been so defiant, going out on dates with other guys.’

Madelyn contemplated, ‘He’s not defending himself. It seems like he did it. Well, what can’t he do? Even if it’s killing someone, he’s capable of it, flawlessly.’

She pressed on, “She was with you for a year. Aren’t you sad? How could you do that to her? She genuinely cared about you.” “Cared? Are you jealous?” He spoke in an even tone.

Madelyn’s gaze remained fixed on him, as if she was looking at an emotionless entity. With that question, she wasn’t just inquiring about Julia; she was asking for herself too. She wanted to know how it felt to have taken the life of someone he once had feelings for. Did he ever regret it? Did he feel remorse for his actions? Did he ever truly care about Julia?’

‘Never mind, he won’t answer, and I’ll never comprehend his inner thoughts.’

of his actions, and she secretly wished for him to

end your own life just to win my affection?” Zach countered. A blush crept

a stop, and both of them stepped out. Zach locked the car and

returning so late?” Madelyn swiftly explained, “I went out

rose from the

upstairs to call

side. As they began to eat, Jasmine was still absent from the gathering. Despite the unusual situation, none of them, including

the simpler side in terms of flavor. Recalling the sight of the basin of blood in a servant’s hands that day, she wondered,

were better left unexamined. That night, Madelyn didn’t retreat to her room. Instead, she sat on the couch, absently flipping

down, and strolled to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, she spotted the milk but decided to opt for a cup of hot water instead. Outside the window, a sky lantern drifted by a rare sight in Venturia, as it hailed from East Asian