The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn)
Chapter 159 by Max Charming

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning By Max Charming chapter 159

Madelyn met Zach’s intense gaze. It was as if he was taking pleasure in her pain, replaceing some sick joy in it.

Zach was waiting for her to beg for mercy, but despite the torment she was going through, she refused to give him the satisfaction.

Her unyielding demeanor irritated Zach. “So, you’ve forgotten how to beg now?” he taunted. Madelyn knew Zach too well. She understood that if he truly meant harm, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to act right here and now.

Maybe the events of that night had ignited something in him, a desire to see her break and plead. But Madelyn was determined not to let that happen.

Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks and making her look pitiful. Anyone who saw her like this would surely feel sympathy.

With a push, Madelyn managed to create some space between them. “I’ll never beg you, Zach Jardin, even if it means giving up my life. You’ll face the consequences for your actions, even if it’s in hell.” She couldn’t help but silently curse, ‘He’s stained with the blood of so many lives, yet he faces no consequences. It’s just not fair.’

‘Hell?’ The word caught Zach’s attention. “Then I guess I’ll take you down with me,” he thought, ‘You’re the one who won’t cut ties with Ethan Arnold. You’re leaving me no choice.”

Zach suddenly grabbed Madelyn as she tried to escape.

In the blink of an eye, he lifted her, grabbing her by the collar. Her body was pressed against the wall, his hand around her neck. He locked eyes with her and then forcefully pressed his lips. against hers.

His kiss was suffocating, his grip on her growing tighter. Madelyn’s world began to blur as her oxygen supply ran low, and in her daze, she could feel him harshly nibbling at her lips. The taste that lingered between their mouths was unsettling yet strangely captivating. In her struggle, she clawed at his face and neck, leaving a trail of marks.

She couldn’t catch a breath or replace a moment to escape. She was entirely in his control.

He showed no sign of stopping. It was as though he had completely lost his sanity.

Jadie cautiously descended the stairs, feeling uneasy. Everything unfolded before her eyes, leaving her speechless and her mind blank.

Zach noticed her presence on the staircase. When their eyes met, a wave of heartbreak washed over Jadie. The weight of reality was too much, and she hurriedly retreated upstairs.

In that momentary distraction, Madelyn saw her chance. She pushed Zach away and, without a

second thought, her hand landed a slap on his face.

Without hesitation, her hand delivered a resounding slap to his face.

The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the room, mixing with Madelyn’s heavy breaths.

Tick-tock, tick-tock…

In a softly lit room, a clock kept on ticking. It showed twelve thirty, the early hours of the morning.

Beside a toilet bowl, Madelyn stuck her fingers down her own throat to induce vomiting. When her stomach had emptied, a sour taste lingered in her mouth, accompanied by a faint ringing sensation in her ears.

Half an hour earlier, her resistance had only fueled Zach’s sadistic tendencies. He had forced her to eat everything on the table, enjoying her struggle. It wasn’t until after midnight that he finally let her go.