The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Dressed in a sharp suit, Zach approached Madelyn with a sure stride. Startled, she stepped back, and her shawl slipped off.

“You heard me?” she asked, voice trembling. “Zach, I’m not making it up; I swear, I saw my mom.”

Zach picked up the fallen shawl and placed it on the couch after brushing It off. He then took off his coat and draped it over Madelyn. After adjusting a few loose strands of her hair, he hugged her gently, “If you want to head home, we can. Kevin’s already booked our flight to Ventropolis for tomorrow.”

Madelyn nestled into Zach, feeling his steady heartbeat. She could not figure out why he seemed different; his eyes were lost in the night’s darkness. An unfamiliar scent clung to him. It unsettled her, but she did not move away. She had initially believed he was joking, but it became clear he was not.

By 8 a.m., they boarded a private jet. Zach cradled a sleepy Madelyn, her head on his lap. As he softly played with her hair, he would sometimes drop a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Kevin said, “I’ve arranged for the best therapist. They’ll be in Ventropolis by tonight.”

“Good,” Zach responded with a deep voice.

up and quickly sat up,

her, “We just took off. We’ll be

over her lap, “I’m not that

you want me

‘I get it.”

hungry. As she did, a bodyguard handed Zach a glass of milk. Setting it down before her, Zach said,

the milk, her fingers tightening around the spoon, “Thanks, Zach, but milk and I don’t get along these days.

some water instead?”

Zach replied, handing her a bowl

wish I could, but it really upsets my stomach now,”

soothe her. Madelyn slowly finished her meal and reluctantly drank

Madelyn asked hurriedly.

Zach