The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

chapter 29

Madelyn shot back a message almost instantly.

Madelyn: [You can come to me anytime you want more. I’ll make it for you.]

Ethan: [Deal.]

another man’s text elicited an odd discomfort, a feeling that something uniquely his was

Ethan about the usual humdrum of childhood daily life and interests. It was bland, mundane, and yet Zach consumed it all. He noticed how Madelyn had indeed changed. Once they finished, Zach felt strangely spent. He glanced at the clock–half–past eight. He had wasted more than an hour on

He would not return tonight, or likely any other night. His bed was elsewhere, amidst a rotation of mistresses. After sending her final text, Madelyn ascended the

her, cautious of her healing wound. In her past life, Madelyn had honed her culinary skills to please Zach, cooking meals and pastries that would put Michelin chefs to shame. After all, as the saying goes, the way to a

his frustrations on her. The worst incident landed him in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer, an admission she had forced upon him. From that day on, Madelyn ensured he ate three solid meals a day, never missing

that Zach would forever savor her cooking, but

Madelyn had prepared a grand feast and waited for him to return. Hours turned into a snow–laden night.