The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 877

Madelyn thought, 'In the past life, Zach locked me in the villa for eight years. Before I died, I even saw him announce his marriage to Cecilia on television. And now he's telling me that he won't have any other woman in the future?'

Madelyn pushed Zach away, "I'm going to take a shower now."

She did not believe a single word he said.

That night, she had the same nightmare again. She dreamt of Ethan being in an airplane crash...

A few days later, Mya was at home eating the pastries that Madelyn had sent over. Blake, who had just come out of the bathroom, had a towel wrapped around her head. Water was still dripping down from the ends of her hair.

Blake said, "Mya, stop eating. If you continue eating, you won't be able to lose weight."

Mya held different pastries in each hand and took a bite of each one. She then said, "I don't mind getting a little fatter. Whatever Madelyn sent over, I'll finish them all."

Blake had to feel around to find her glasses. Not long after putting them on, her phone that was on the table suddenly rang. Before looking at the message, Blake's mouth twitched involuntarily due to her frustration, "I can't believe this. When'll this ever end? Is he really treating me like an animal?

"Damn it, Kevin Harrison. I haven't had a break from work for two months now."

These days, Blake had been working late every night, causing her to have dark circles under her eyes.

For the sake of her year-end bonus, she clenched her teeth and grabbed her phone to read and reply to the message.

Kevin texted: [Book a flight to Wrupant Village and plan the itinerary. After that, send it to my email.]

Blake was still gritting her teeth. She smiled as she replied to Kevin's message with a voice message, "All right, Mr. Harrison. I'll arrange it for you right away!"

Kevin responded: [I want to see you at the office at twelve-thirty in the afternoon. Or else, be prepared to face the consequences."

Blake thought, 'Twelve-thirty in the afternoon?'

She then yelled at her phone in anger, "You're freaking insane! I finally took a break and came back to wash my hair. And twelve-thirty is lunchtime. This is so unreasonable!"

Mya squinted and said contentedly, "Blake, calm down. You're disturbing me while I'm eating."