The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn)
Chapter 152

Chapter 152

Madelyn's attention was drawn to an open-air restaurant, where a familiar face caught her eye, Bathed in the soft glow of the lights, the person sat gracefully before a plano, coaxing forth a soothing, rhythmic melody.

She could see the tattoos on his hands and the ones that were underneath his collar. His features were gentle, and his posture exuded poised elegance. Every motion he made embodied a noble elegance that distinguished him from everyone around.

A waiter approached Madelyn and said, "You must be Mr. Arnold's guest. We have a table reserved for you. Please follow me."

Madelyn held the bundle of roses. Her eyes were drawn to a small, glass-enclosed space set aside for private dining. The transparent walls allowed diners to enjoy the scenery outside. It would be a perfect spot to watch the snow falling, if it ever did.

"Please wait a moment. Mr. Arnold will be with you shortly."

"Madelyn." A clear and deep voice sounded from behind her. Madelyn turned around slowly to replace Ethan standing there. The air was crisp and cool, and he approached her.

The waiter tactfully stepped away, leaving them alone.

Ethan was really handsome. Madelyn felt her heart start to race.

He could now stand and walk on his own. Madelyn had been confident he would recover after his time in the hospital and the treatment he received.

Nervousness overtook Madelyn. She couldn't quite fathom why her heart was racing so fast, a sensation she rarely experienced. She wondered, 'Is it because I'm sick?' "I... I... thank you..." Madelyn struggled for words.

Ethan brushed her forehead with his fingertips, looking at her affectionately. "Go inside, don't catch a cold."

Madelyn knew he was Ethan Arnold, the boy she had saved.

Thinking of all that had happened before, she had lost count of how many times she had embarrassed herself in front of him.

Seated across from him, Madelyn lowered her head, toying with the bouquet of roses in her hands. She asked, "Did you need something from me?"

"Madelyn," he began, "am I scary?"

She shook her head and said, "It's just... I don't know what to say."

Madelyn had come here to tell Ethan that they shouldn't meet again. But now, how could she

bring herself to say that?

Ethan chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "It's okay, Madelyn. No need to be nervous. Let's treat each other like we always did, as friends. We've had a ton of chats before, right?" He continued, "Or do you not like meeting me this way? If it makes you feel weird, I'm sorry."

Hearing that, Madelyn accidentally plucked off a petal from one of the flowers. She quickly put them down. "That's not it," she hurriedly assured him.

Her gaze met his as she continued, "Actually, I'm really happy. No one has ever done something like this for me, and no one knew today was my birthday." She added, "Your birthday wishes are more than enough to make me happy. You've done so much for me, and I'm not even sure how I could possibly thank you."

Ethan said, "You don't have to do anything..." Inside, he thought, 'You've already done more for me than you know. You're the one who pulled me back when I was at my lowest. But you're still young, and there're certain things I should not rush or meddle too much in your life. Guess I'll just have to be patient for a couple more years...'

He just wanted to see her happy.

The food on the table was what Madelyn loved the most. It looked yummy, but it wasn't as amazing as the dishes she could make. After all, she was like a super skilled chef. The only other food she really liked was Rosario's cooking, but mostly she preferred what she made herself. She was pretty choosy about what she ate.

While they were both eating, Madelyn was deep in thought, trying to figure out how to tell Ethan they shouldn't meet each other anymore.

Ethan could feel that something was bothering her, but he didn't want to make her uncomfortable by asking too many questions.