The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn)

Chapter 254 At two in the morning, Forrest was walking back to his room as he noticed a faint light peering through the slightly open door, along with a soft weeping. Whoever it was, they were trying their best to retain control of their emotions but failing.

He raised his hand and was about to push open the door, but he thought better of it. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and walked out to the balcony at the end of the corridor before lighting up a cigarette.

He looked at the night sky with a solemn expression as he felt the cold breeze blow past him on the poorly lit balcony. Yet, he felt somewhat hopeful.

The next morning, the light from the sun shone into the room through the window.

Madelyn woke up early and went to water the plants on the balcony. She looked down at the street and watched the hustle and bustle of people going about their daily lives. She smelt a faint aroma of cooking but could not tell where it was coming from.

The people here lived tough and simple lives, but she was envious of their ordinary lives that were filled with love and warmth.

She cleaned the place today and mopped the floor. Whenever she felt agitated or bored, she would do house chores to calm her mind.

She knew Zach would stick to his word and come to pick her up in three days, but she did not want to leave. Although she had only been here for a short while, she was already getting used to life here. She wanted to keep renting this place, so that if she ever got kicked out of her home again, she would still have a place to stay.

By twelve at noon, Forrest still had not arrived though he usually arrived by eleven-thirty in the morning. After waiting past the expected time, Madelyn decided not to wait any longer.

She then went to the ski resort at The Enchanted Mountain on a whim.

The sunrise over the snowy mountain could be viewed from the top of the mountain at five or six in the morning, and Madelyn had never seen that before.

She boarded a bus and after an hour's ride, she arrived at the foot of the mountain. She bought a ticket before riding to the mountaintop by cable car with a group of people.

Incensed, Madelyn threw her phone onto the bed and lamented, ‘Just when his grades are beginning to improve, he’s starting to neglect his studies again. He's hopeless.” But soon, her phone vibrated with a message from Forrest.

Forrest: [I've finished the paper. The last math question is quite similar to a question from last year’s university entrance exam.

I've come up with two different solutions. Can | snap a photo of it and show you after | finish showering?] Madelyn looked at the message as she shook her head. The text did not sway her, and she ignored the last part of his message.

She replied: [Every night before you sleep, remember to memorize five Etlinish words. We'll have a quiz tomorrow.] Forrest faintly smiled at his phone: [Okay.] After a while, Ethan walked out of the study.

Ethan looked at Forrest coldly and said, “If you and your mother want to stay in the Arnold family, stay away from Madelyn.” “Well, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. She's acting so clingy and attached to me, | can’t shake her off.” Ethan stood in front of Forrest and looked down at him. He scoffed, “What else can you do besides resorting to dirty tricks? Just like your nasty mother.” Forrest lifted his head and stared defiantly right at Ethan. He mocked, “At least | got what | wanted. But in your case...It seems like she doesn’t even want to go anywhere near you.” Ethan suddenly raised his leg and stepped on Forrest's shoulder. He leaned towards Forrest menacingly and said, “Do you really think you can compete with me? Loser! At two in the morning, Forrest was walking back to his room as he noticed a faint light peering through the slightly open door, along with a soft weeping. Whoever it was, they were trying their best to retain control of their emotions but failing.

He raised his hand and was about to push open the door, but he thought better of it. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and walked out to the balcony at the end of the corridor before lighting up a cigarette.

He looked at the night sky with a solemn expression as he felt the cold breeze blow past him on the poorly lit balcony. Yet, he felt somewhat hopeful.

The next morning, the light from the sun shone into the room through the window.

Madelyn woke up early and went to water the plants on the balcony. She looked down at the street and watched the hustle and bustle of people going about their daily lives. She smelt a faint aroma of cooking but could not tell where it was coming from.

The people here lived tough and simple lives, but she was envious of their ordinary lives that were filled with love and warmth.

She cleaned the place today and mopped the floor. Whenever she felt agitated or bored, she would do house chores to calm her mind.

She knew Zach would stick to his word and come to pick her up in three days, but she did not want to leave. Although she had only been here for a short while, she was already getting used to life here. She wanted to keep renting this place, so that if she ever got kicked out of her home again, she would still have a place to stay.

By twelve at noon, Forrest still had not arrived though he usually arrived by eleven-thirty in the morning. After waiting past the expected time, Madelyn decided not to wait any longer.

She then went to the ski resort at The Enchanted Mountain on a whim.

The sunrise over the snowy mountain could be viewed from the top of the mountain at five or six in the morning, and Madelyn had never seen that before.” She boarded a bus and after an hour's ride, she arrived at the foot of the mountain. She bought a ticket before riding to the mountaintop by cable car with a group of people.

In twenty minutes, she arrived at the top of the mountain, where it was freezing cold, and Madelyn shivered. The icy wind blew into her clothes as she carried her bag and went to the hotel to check in. After she took the room card, she wished she could just wrap herself entirely in her scarf...

In another corridor, a lady with long hair wearing a white clock and sunglasses held onto a man’s arm. When she saw him stop walking, she looked at where he was looking and asked, “Darling, what are you looking at?” Zach coldly looked away without responding.

Madelyn sensed someone familiar was watching her, but when she turned her head to look, the corridor behind her was empty.

‘Hmm, | must've been mistaken." When Madelyn got to her room, she quickly turned on the air conditioner and put on her thickest long, black cotton coat to wear.

She casually tied her hair up and let it fall behind her shoulders. After a short while, someone suddenly knocked on her door. She then heard a man’s voice call out, “Hi, Ms. Jent. I'm the personal skiing instructor that you hired. My name is Marcel Miller. Are you ready?” Madelyn immediately pulled up the zipper and shouted, “Give me a moment. I'll be right there.” She did not expect the personal instructor, whom she paid fifty dollars for, to arrive so quickly.

The instructor was part of her hotel package. It was Madelyn’s first time skiing, so hopefully having someone to guide her would prevent her from any major falls.

After Madelyn got ready, she grabbed her things and immediately walked out. To her surprise, the man was muscular and tall, at least six feet two. His toned muscles were clearly visible even under his windbreaker jacket.

Madelyn was about five feet five after wearing her skiing shoes, but she still looked very small standing next to him.