The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn)
Chapter 83

Chapter 83

"I'm glad you understand!" Madelyn happily went up to her and hugged her.

She eagerly took the thermos from Rosario and sat down beside a small table.

"Why'd you come out here all of a sudden? Do you know how worried Mr. Jent and Mr. Jardin are? Go back tomorrow!"

"There's no need for you to try and persuade me; I won't go back. Besides, it won't make a difference whether I'm there or not. They won't worry about me."

Rosario looked at the used pot and Worcestershire sauce on the kitchen counter on the balcony.

"This is what she's been eating when I'm not around. How could she go through such a thing? She's Ms. Jent!' she thought.

Rosario was a little heartbroken. After all, she had watched Madelyn grow up, so she was like her own child.

"Madelyn, is this all you're having for lunch?"

Madelyn took a big bite of carne frita and nodded, "I don't have ingredients at home, so I just made some noodles. But I think I added too much Worcestershire sauce. It's a little too salty. Also... I think the Worcestershire sauce has gone bad. It tasted a little funny when I ate it!"

Rosario walked over and poked Madelyn's head with her finger, "Why didn't you check its expiration date? What if you get a stomachache from it? Don't eat it anymore. I'll send

you home tomorrow, and you should apologize properly to Mr. Jent. Then this whole matter will be considered over." "

Madelyn's hand, which was holding her cutlery, froze momentarily, "I already said I wouldn't be going back. If you really insist on making me, I'll leave right now."

She set down the cutlery and stopped eating. Then, she walked toward the door.

Rosario immediately stopped her, "Madelyn, if you're not going back, do you plan on staying at a shabby place like this for the rest of your life?"

"Why not?"

"This place is shabby and dilapidated. What's so good about it? Madelyn, be good... Let's go home, okay?"

"What about it? If you're going to throw me out, too, then I truly won't have anywhere to go. I don't want to go home. I lost my home after my mother's death. Rosario...can you not throw me out?" Madelyn lowered her head as tears streamed down.

"You silly girl! Why are you crying? Look around, Madelyn. There's nothing here, and it's tiny. It's nothing compared to your house."

Madelyn wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

"It's alright. I'll go replace part-time jobs. I know how to cook, paint, and play the piano. Even if none of those work out, I can work as a waitress to support myself.

"You're the daughter of a wealthy family! How could you even think of doing such things?" Rosario continued helplessly, "Stop crying now... Stay here if you want to! Tomorrow, I'll buy you some groceries. I won't be able to stay home and take care of you tomorrow; I need to go to Mr. Jardin's place and take care of Jadie for a few days. Stay put here, and don't leave the house if you don't need to. It isn't safe here at night."

Madelyn nodded, "What's happened to Jadie?"

"She got injured and hasn't recovered. Mr. Jardin can't take care of her," said Rosario.

"He can hire a caretaker. Why'd he have to take you away? What 'Il happen to me if you leave? You're mine."

Madelyn sniffled arid hugged Rosario tightly.

Rosario stroked Madelyn's long, soft hair, "I'll only be gone for a few days. Once you're back home, I'll make all sorts of delicious dishes for you every day." Madelyn did not want to go back.

It was late at night. The curtains were thin, so the moonlight outside shone in.

Madelyn and Rosario slept on the same bed.

Madelyn knew she moved a lot when she slept and often kicked away the covers, so the two tucked themselves in separate blankets.

Madelyn had slept the entire day, so she could not fall asleep. She laid under the covers and stared at the ceiling as she counted her fingers absentmindedly.

'Why'd Zach ask Rosario to take care of Jadie? Wasn't she doing fine today? He's surely doing this on purpose. Rosario can take care of Jadie for a few days, but she can't keep on taking care of her. Rosario's mine,' she thought.

That night, Madelyn heard Rosario leaving the house when she was half asleep.

It was starting to get bright out.

However, after what seemed like less than half an hour, Rosario returned home again. Madelyn smelled the aroma of delicious food.