The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128 

Today was the day of the art exhibition. 

Madelyn, of course, had not forgotten about it and had gotten up early to prepare. She put on a 

white cashmere coat, a long black knitted skirt with plush long trousers beneath as the weather today was gloomy and below zero degrees. 

The weather at Ventropolis of late was like a roller coaster and was very volatile. Frost had already formed on the flower beds at the villa. The maple leaves had still been green the day before, but after just a single night, they had turned red. 

The white frost alone made Madelyn feel a little chilly. She lowered her face and buried it inside her scarf, her cheeks slightly red. 

‘I wonder if it’ll snow today.’ 

As soon as the taxi arrived, Madelyn quickly opened the door and got inside. 

She did not like to have people waiting for her, so she left half an hour earlier. By the time she arrived, there was already a long queue at the exhibition entrance, everyone with a ticket in hand. 

A Cayenne drove in about ten minutes after Madelyn arrived. 

Ethan saw through the car window Madelyn who was jumping up and down and smiled. “Let’s get off here then.” 

“Alright, Master Ethan,” Leyton said. 

‘If I’d known it would be this cold, I would have worn more socks. It’s freezing.’ 

“Miss Madelyn…” 

A familiar voice soon called out to Madelyn from behind. When she turned around, she saw George and the person in the wheelchair. 

Ethan smiled. “Sorry for the wait.” 

“It’s fine, I just arrived not too long ago myself. Let’s go.” 

“Miss Madelyn…” George called out to her. “We won’t be joining you, so please take care of Master Ethan.” 

Leyton pretended to be answering the phone as he too turned and left. 

George had also left by then, leaving only Ethan behind. 

“I’ll be in your care.” he said. 

“It’s alright, are you not cold dressing up so little? It might snow today. Are your hands cold?” 

Madelyn acted like a mother as she touched his hand. It was as cold as a block of ice. “I knew you wouldn’t be wearing gloves, so I brought one for you.’ 

Madelyn pulled out a black leather glove from her bag. She had originally planned to give it to Zach, but Jadie had gifted him one in advance, so Madelyn had tossed it into her cupboard in a fit of anger. Little did she know that it would come in handy today. 

Ethan’s fingers were slender and well-defined. Madelyn pulled the glove open, and he slid his hand in. She then adjusted his fingers. It really fit him well. 

“Oh, take this too.” She gave him the other glove. 

“What’s this?” Ethan had never been taken care of like this before, as usually people would only do things for him after he had told them to. 

“It’s to keep your hands warm. If your hands get cold, just put them in there and you’ll feel 

warm.”