The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 792

Madelyn held a fork, her eyebrows knit in silence. Without looking at him, she could still feel the intensity of his stare. She wore a beige sweater, her long hair pinned up with a few stray strands falling by her ear. The elegant curve of her neck gave off a gentle and friendly vibe. The aura she exuded was something other women from outside could never match for Zach.

Zach knew Madelyn loved fish nuggets. Taking some from the takeout bag, he placed them on her plate.

"Can't you behave during meals?" Madelyn set down her fork and gently stopped his wandering hand on her chest.

Zach said with a mischievous smile, "They have grown quite a bit."

Madelyn recalled how he had always been so polite to others, and she wondered why he acted differently around her. It seemed as though there was another side to him, one that was unrestrained. She looked at him and asked, "Why not show more restraint?"

He leaned closer, noticing her hair's fragrance. "Didn't you like it more when I was more open?"

"Zach!" Madelyn's eyes showed her disapproval. "Do you always have to push the boundaries?"

Feeling uncomfortable, she pulled away from Zach and stood. Without even looking at him, she said, "I've brought what you asked for. Take care of Dal on your own later. I'm going home."

Zach tilted his head, giving a faint smile, but his gaze was cold. As Madelyn turned toward the exit, he casually unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and pulled a cigarette from a drawer, lighting it.

Finding the door locked, Madelyn pulled harder but it remained shut. She spun around, frustration evident. "What do you want now?"

"Dine with me," Zach said simply.

"I've already had my meal," Madelyn replied.

Zach looked really upset. He jumped up, and his chair hit the wall with a loud crash. He put out his cigarette and hurried toward her. Scared, Madelyn backed up until she was against the wall.

"Why do you always make me mad, Madelyn?"

Madelyn smelled the tobacco on Zach. It bothered her, but she looked straight into his mad eyes. She wondered about the reason behind his anger whenever she voiced her thoughts. She took a breath and said, "I have feelings and thoughts. I'm not your toy or robot. If you want someone who only listens, find someone else."