All Chapters of The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning: Chapter 1191 - Chapter 1200

Blake woke up sore all over. Last night was her first time after all, and she was not quite used to it yet. She found herself in a new set of pajamas, with Kevin who had been beside her already gone. As she heard noises outside the room, she stopped stretching. Noticing a tube of ointment on the bedside table, Blake picked it up and read the label. It was for reducing swelling and relieving pain.She thought to herself, 'This time, he's been considerate.'Kevin was busy with something outside. Thinking of his injuries, Blake put on her shoes and got out of bed. She walked over and opened the door. The mess on the dining table in the living room had been cleaned up. Upon seeing Kevin sweeping the floor, Blake approached quietly and hugged him from behind. "Good morning, darling!"Kevin replied, "There's soup in the pot. Go drink it now."Hearing the unnaturalness in his tone, Blake knew he must be feeling shy. She could even see the redness behind his ears. Their scents were the sam

At that moment, Kevin and Blake remembered the soup in the kitchen. Kevin, still naked, carried Blake in a deep embrace, eliciting a startled moan from her as they made their way to the kitchen. The soup in the pot had boiled over when they turned it off, creating a mess.After their final round, Blake lay in bed for about an hour before waking up. They went downstairs for dinner. She took him to a steakhouse in a mall across their neighborhood. A hearty and comforting meal was perfect for this winter season. The food was still steaming hot when served."I've already talked to my aunt about us. She wants to meet you. When will you come with me to see her? She'll definitely like you because you're tall and handsome. But you have to be nice to me in front of her."Since Kevin had injuries, he could not eat fatty food, so Blake ordered some light and comforting dishes. Not knowing his preferences, she avoided ordering foods she disliked and opted for more standard meats and vegetables.

Cecilia smirked coldly. "Since I'm here, I intend to take what's mine before leaving."As she took a step forward, the man beside Zachary immediately blocked her path."Sorry, but as per Mr. Turner's orders, aside from the master of this house, no outsiders are allowed. If anyone tries to sneak in, we have enough armed men here to accidentally fire a shot. It'd be unfortunate if someone got hurt, and we don't want that."Cecilia could not miss the threat in his words and could only respond with a forced smile. She cursed inwardly, 'Zach, you actually had Fred guarding the Southern Haven Villas! Very well! We shall see how long Fred can protect it. Once I find Madelyn, I'll bring her corpse to you.'As Cecilia was leaving, her eyes caught a glimpse of a child held by a servant at the third-floor window. Her eyes suddenly widened in shock. 'That child... No... It can't be. It must be my imagination. That child is supposed to be dead. Surely, it's just my imagination.'Cecilia felt a

"No, let's wait until tomorrow. I've studied the security system here. Without the specific key, the alarm will be triggered, drawing the police. That won't be good for us," said one of the suspicious men.Blake heard their conversation and the fading footsteps as they disappeared at the end of the corridor. Only after they were completely gone did she let her guard down. Closing her eyes, she felt as if all her strength had been sapped away. She slid down the wall, feeling like a survivor in the aftermath of a crisis.That night, with a dagger in hand, she remained half-dozed, half-awake. The heating was off, so she wrapped herself tightly in a black down jacket to ward off the cold. The barking of stray dogs awoke her the next morning. It was only seven o'clock. Recalling the previous night's events, Blake immediately called the police.After the police arrived promptly, Blake showed them the surveillance footage on Kevin's computer. The two officers tried to identify the suspects

Blake was stunned as she watched Dalton in overalls playing with toys on the floor near the couch. She had not paid much attention to him during the wedding, but now, observing closely, her eyes widened in shock."Is Dalton really the one Mr. Jardin adopted from the doorstep of an orphanage? Not a child he had with another woman? Or did Madelyn forget that she had a child?" Blake asked.Margaret, taken aback by her questions, clarified, "Oh, no, no, you can't just say things like that! Mr. Jardin's assistant can verify that Dalton was indeed adopted. He was brought home so Ms. Jent wouldn't feel lonely and had someone to accompany her. Dalton does resemble Mr. Jardin and Ms. Jent, but it could just be a coincidence. There are many unexplainable occurrences in the world."Blake asked, "May I hold him?"As soon as she spoke, Dalton seemed to understand and toddled over to Blake, extending his arms. His adorable behavior melted her heart. Observing him closely, she could not help but