Semua Bab The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning: Bab 601 - Bab 610

"Even if you leave, you'll always be the future Mrs. Arnold.""Don't you get it? It's not about our engagement. It's about your responsibility as a man. Maybe we're not right for each other; I wish you happiness," Madelyn shook off his hand. "I lost the engagement ring. I'll pay you back for it. Sorry, I really need to leave now.""No, Madelyn!" Pain shot through Ethan's legs as he took a step, making him kneel on the ground."Mr. Arnold!""Ethan!" Donna also emerged upon seeing this."Daddy!"Everyone hurried forward, but only Madelyn left. They did not realize her leaving meant a long farewell, and the Arnold family would never be the same. Embarking on her journey back to Paris, Madelyn left with uncertainty, not knowing when or if she would ever return.Jadie's car accident left her with a minor leg fracture, requiring a month of bed rest before she could walk again. Zach learned that Madelyn had left Southern Haven Villas at nine in the morning. He sped in a black Audi to V

As many domestic companies closed, he bought many businesses from other countries. This move caught the attention of international news, and he was even on TV. Everyone worldwide heard about Zach and his smart business moves in just one night.Madelyn wondered if this huge success was just luck. All these failing companies she knew that Zach had bought would soon turn into some of the biggest businesses in the world within five years. At first, people were doubtful about his choices. But when his name appeared on the list of wealthy individuals, it became clear that he was cleverer than everyone thought.His name kept bouncing around in her head like a bouncing ball. She felt she could never escape him even if she ran far away. Over the years, she wondered how he had changed, 'Is the Zach from my past life back again? If that is really true...' A cold wind blew, making her hands and feet super cold and sending shivers up and down her body. She really hoped she was just thinking too m

Zach's gaze remained on Madelyn's face as he watched the blurry video. After a moment, he looked away, handing the tablet back, "Tell Mr. Frederick Tesla I'll be on time for the Paris banquet."Kevin gave a slight nod, "Yes, Mr. Jardin."After Kevin left, Zach turned to Cecilia, who stood beside him, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy I'm bringing her back?""You still can't let her go after all," Cecilia said, her arms folded and her expression sulky. "Did you forget what I told you? In our previous lives, it was Madelyn who tore us apart. We even had a son. If not for her, we wouldn't have separated."Zach stared at Cecilia. She seemed honest, but her talk about past life confused him. It was hard to believe in rebirth and old memories. Most people would call it crazy. Yet, Cecilia's actions made Zach want to believe her. He narrowed his eyes, thinking hard. After a bit, he asked, "If you were reborn, how did I die last time?"When Zach asked this, Cecilia hid her surprise. She loo

Preparing for tomorrow's art exhibition, Madelyn tidied up the venue before heading back to her modest two-bedroom apartment. With her tight budget, she had to share the apartment. Her roommate Lila, busy preparing for tomorrow's banquet at the shop, would be home late. After a quick noon meal, Madelyn devoted her time to cleaning the apartment, working nonstop until six o'clock. This habit kept her busy nerves calm and her mind from wandering into anxiety. She left the small living room organized and neat.Around six, Madelyn headed to the supermarket to buy groceries for dinner. She cooked extra, putting the leftovers in the fridge for Lila's late-night snack. As she busied herself, the day swiftly passed, giving way to darkness. After a quick wash, she drank a glass of water and took two prescribed sleeping pills, soon drifting into sleep.Meanwhile, on a private plane, Kevin relayed fresh information to Zach, "We're in touch with a detective agency in France. They've found the pe

Leonardo and Lucien Dupont, the gallery director, stepped out of the meeting room. Lucien, dressed in a black suit with a fedora and carrying a black cane, was introduced to Madelyn by Leonardo. Taking Madelyn's hand, Lucien gently kissed the back of it. "Dear Ms. Jent," he said with a bit of an accent, "Prof. Monet always praises your artistic skills. Here's my card. Let me know if you ever want to open a studio and need funding."Madelyn glanced at Prof. Monet. When she saw him nod, she accepted the card and smiled. "You're too kind, Mr. Dupont. I don't think I'm that talented. I just work harder than most."Lucien chuckled, "You're being modest. I've seen your artwork. It's really great."Madelyn replied, "Thank you."After Prof. Monet handed the event's responsibility to Madelyn, Leonardo left for another interview. Once they were gone, Madelyn took a moment to sigh with relief. Noticing the gallery was not too crowded, she explored the second floor of the art exhibition, showc