The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 635

Madelyn forcefully wiped away the traces he had left on her. She did not know if he did it on purpose.

Before work, she stopped at the restroom and saw a small cut on her lip in the mirror.

She touched it lightly and thought, 'Is he a dog?'

She had hidden a mark on her neck with makeup before getting to work.

The sound of someone flushing echoed in the washroom. The door opened, and Jane emerged from within the stall. She glanced indifferently at Madelyn and walked to the sink next to hers. Then, she washed her hands and walked away without even greeting.

Madelyn had always noticed the unexplainable hostility Jane had toward her. While the two of them were from the same studio, they hardly talked. Madelyn only spoke to Jane when she had to.

Madelyn quickly freshened up and returned to the studio.

She opened the door and saw Clement holding a stack of documents.

"Madelyn? Aren't you sick and on leave? Why'd you come back so quickly?"

Madelyn smiled and said, "Mhm. I was discharged early. Thanks for covering for me for the past few days."

"No worries. It's my pleasure."

Meanwhile, Dorian—who had come over to print documents—noticed the cut on Madelyn's lips, which was rather thought-provoking.

"What happened to your lips? Don't tell me your fiance... Showed you what he's capable of last night?"

"I actually broke off our engagement four years ago. I currently don't have a fiance," she replied.

"What?!" someone shouted in astonishment. Many gazes in the office turned to Madelyn.

She talked about it like it was no big deal.

She didn't want to keep it a secret. If she did, rumors might start.

Madelyn thanked him and tried a bit. Then, she went back to her work.

Clement joined the group at the big table.

Dorian teased him, "Stop staring. She's out of your league. She's beautiful, talented, and from a good family. She won't go for regular guys like us. Dude, wake up!"

Clement looked upset. "What are you talking about?"

Dorian was blunt. "Everyone can see it."

Clement pushed Dorian's arm off his shoulder and retorted, "Don't make things up. We're just friends."

"You're not fooling anybody."

Clement muttered, "Jerk," and moved to another seat with his food.