The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 15

Each class stretched out to 45 minutes. When the bell finally signaled the end of the lesson, Madelyn, almost with a sense of doomed acceptance, walked to the back of the room. She quietly righted Forrest’s knocked-over desk and gathered the scattered books from the floor, tidying them neatly into his drawer. Her actions elicited a flurry of astonished whispers from her classmates.

“No way! Madelyn, who’s always acting high and mighty, is actually picking up books for Forrest? Did she hit her head or something?”

“Can’t believe what I’m seeing. Madelyn, who couldn’t be bothered to speak, is now serving her arch-nemesis Forrest? Holy cow, I must be hallucinating!”

Someone had discreetly snapped a photo of Madelyn’s surprising act of humility and anonymously uploaded it to the school forum.

Madelyn ignored the buzz around her, focusing on straightening up Forrest’s desk. Despite everything, she was just too good-natured to hold Forrest’s temper against him.

Meanwhile, in the grimy alley behind the school, Timothy was debating about which bar to hit that night. Adrian was engrossed in his phone when a headline suddenly popped up.

[Shocker of the Century! Madelyn actually…]

Madelyn crouched down, books cradled in her arms. “Holy smokes! Look, Forry,

his hearing for

floor, her skirt pooling around her. The camera captured Madelyn’s smooth, elegant profile perfectly. Light streamed in from the window, illuminating her, her eyelashes cast in shadow like the feathers of a raven, one hand clutching books, the other picking up a textbook from the floor. The

‘Well, I’ll be damned.’

to her selective palate and her aversion to cafeteria food. Now alone in the classroom, she quietly savored the caramelized pork that Rosario had prepared for her, while working on her incomplete test paper from

returned from their lunch. Madelyn was still struggling with the final math problem. The noise of chatter and footfalls grew louder as it approached the classroom. Startled

God, it’s Forrest. He isn’t coming back

had it with that lowlife girl. I

her dad who nearly cost my dad his life over a plot of land. People

Jent family are big fishes in Ventropolis, getting on their bad side

in their class had parents whose businesses had suffered at the hands of the Jent family, and those dealings were always shrouded

the next instant, a hand swept

“Can I

for trouble?” His

up his books, he has come

had only done so because she had accidentally taken his seat and he had gotten upset. She thought cleaning up for him might serve

from her class and even the neighboring

pen. She spoke with icy coolness. “You’ve just messed with my books, too. We’re even. Besides, it’s my

hands into his pockets and kicked at Madelyn’s desk. “What’s