The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 1150

Chapter 1150 

Blake got into Liam’s car. 

In a black car also parked outside the police station, Kevin’s gaze was intense as he watched the other car depart. He also saw Blake 

holding Liam’s hand just now. 

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Susan looked at Kevin, who did not 

look happy. She sheepishly asked, “Mr. Harrison, it seems like Blake is fine now. Do we still need to go inside?” 

Even though it was something that could have been resolved with just 

a phone call, Kevin unexpectedly made the trip himself. 

Susan thought, ‘Mr. Jardin is critically injured, and the company is in a 

chaotic situation. Yet, Mr. Harrison is still willing to make time to 

check on Blake.’ 

Kevin looked cold, stepped on the accelerator, and left the police 

station. 

Blake had not slept all night. She sat with her eyes closed in the front 

passenger seat and soon fell asleep 

Liam slowed down the car. He carefully carried her from the 

passenger seat when they arrived at the apartment building. 

Back at his place, Blake slept soundly on the bed. After Liam helped her take off her shoes, she instinctively lifted the blanket, covered 

herself with it, and drifted into a deep sleep. 

Liam smiled slightly; the exhaustion in his eyes disappeared at that 

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moment. He walked to the bedside table, took out a bottle of 

painkillers, and grabbed the cup of water that had already turned cold 

before leaving the room, 

The next day, Blake woke up at one in the afternoon. Smelling the aroma of food wafting in from the living room, she realized she was in Liam’s room and immediately woke up. 

On the bedside table was a set of clean clothes. A note read: [The 

clothes are new. When you wake up, change into them, take a good 

shower, and then eat.] 

The message was thoughtful and made Blake feel warm and 

comforted, something she had not experienced in a long time. 

Blake was rarely cared for growing up because she was used to an independent life. 

She felt quite good experiencing this kind of care for the first time. 

Blake, wearing pajamas that were a bit too big for her as they were 

Liam’s unworn pajamas, rolled up the pants and sleeves. After taking 

a shower, she walked out of the room. Liam was sitting on the living 

room couch, working. 

When he heard the room door opening, he stopped what he was 

doing. 

Blake looked at the table full of food, “Did you make all this?” 

Liam responded, “I wasn’t sure what you like, so I made a little bit of