The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Chapter 687

That night was the only time Zach kept his word. However, his hands were roaming Madelyn’s torso, arousing her.

The next morning when Madelyn was still deep in sleep, she suddenly felt him entering her. Trying hard not to moan, she bit her lip, waiting for him to finish.

up, the

Madelyn felt completely drained. Zach gently carried her to the bathroom to clean her before bringing her back to bed. She was so exhausted that she fell asleep again. When she woke spot next to her was empty.

She got up after a while, put on her clothes, and unsteadily walked out of the room.

Zach had already prepared a meal for her and put it on the dining table.

Madelyn just took a few bites. At twelve in the afternoon, when the housekeeper came to clean, she told Madelyn, “Mr. Jardin has an urgent matter to attend to. You can go out and enjoy yourself. Here’s the cash he left for you.‘

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The housekeeper took out a stack of money. There were at least several tens of thousands of

dollars.

Madelyn lowered her head and did not respond. She continued eating her food as she thought, ‘He gave me money after having sex with me. What is he treating me as? A prostitute?‘

After eating half the meal, Madelyn lost her appetite.

been to Mistral Monastery before. This was the last

Roshya.

bodyguards when

got into a car. When she arrived at the foot of Mistral Monastery, she looked at the door sign on the retro gate. After all these years, it was no longer as new as it was when

back then.

bodyguards said, “Ms. Jent, if you want to go

head, “No, I’ll go on foot. Prayers will only be answered if I

to walk, you don’t have

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responded, “Mr. Jardin instructed us to follow you wherever

there was a total of

mountaintop.

bodyguard reported to Zach about Madelyn’s decision, “Yes. Ms. Jent insisted

frowned, “I understand. Keep a close eye on her. If she

immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Jardin.”

stood in front of the floor–to–ceiling window, ending his call and gazing at the landscape outside. He couldn’t help but think, ‘That silly girl, she has

turned to Yvonne. She stood there in a white, exquisite wedding gown she’d designed herself. A tiara adorned her head, with a veil gracefully cascading down. With the skilled hands of the makeup artist,

for herself. Four years ago, on the day he promised her, Yvonne was already prepared to

But it’s fine. I can have the tailor to make some adjustments. As long as the person I marry

said, “Ms. Young, you’re undoubtedly the most beautiful

chimed in, “Yes! You’ll surely dazzle everyone at