Chapter 543
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning
Madelyn was transported back to a day of memory in her past life. A day when the name Cecilia Samford held profound significance. Their first meeting had been under Ceciliaâs orchestration at a café just below the grand Jardin Corporation building.
During that time, Ventropolis had become a bustling hub of economic activity. Immense skyscrapers ruled the skyline, most of which echoed with the undertone of Jardin Corporationâs dominance.
The air was thick with heat, just as it was now. There was a slight, pungent smell wafting from the hot asphalt roads under the midday sun.
Cecilia, at the time, had possessed wavy, vibrant hair that cascaded to her shoulders, secured in a simple ponytail. Every ounce of her screamed dominance and power.
Facing someone like Cecilia, Madelyn couldnât help but feel insecure. Cecilia, after all, was the primary aide to her husband. A woman who seamlessly blended grace, assertiveness, and allure. Madelyn found herself wondering if any man could truly resist her.
Ceciliaâs gaze was condescending as she looked at Madelyn, causing her to grip her handbag tighter, an attempt at projecting composure. âIs there something you require from me?â
Ceciliaâs response was a smirk. âI have a flight to catch to Europe with Mr. Jardin in exactly ten minutes. So, letâs cut to the chase.â
Madelynâs heart sank. âZach hadnât informed me about the trip.â
Gently tucking a stray strand behind her ear, Cecilia continued, âIâm privy to Mr. Jardinâs background, adopted into your lineage. Despite your familyâs current⦠predicament, I owe your father my gratitude.
He did a splendid job raising him. And in the decade since I graduated and joined Zach, from Azure to Jardin, Iâve been instrumental in sculpting this empire. Frankly, I believe Iâm the ideal partner for him.â
Madelynâs face turned pale. âWhat are you trying to say?â
Ceciliaâs laughter was laced with a mocking tone. âOh, Madelyn Jent, has playing housewife muddled your senses? Allow me to simplify things for you: divorce Zach and let go of the â
Mrs. Jardinâ title. And hereâs a juicy bit for you: by day, Iâm Zachâs right-hand woman, but by night, our roles are⦠far more personal. From the moment I stepped into the company, he offered his âsupport,â
and I graciously accepted. The word on the street is youâre quite magnanimous to turn a blind eye to your husbandâs affair. But in my eyes? Youâre nothing but a naïve fool.â
When Madelyn snapped back to the present, her heart ached, and she felt suffocated. She clutched her chest, struggling to catch her breath.
Cecilia was her lifelong nightmare. Whenever she saw her, Madelyn couldnât help but remember the hurtful things Cecilia had said to her in a past life, as well as the pain Zach and Cecilia had inflicted upon her.
Suddenly, someone tapped Madelynâs shoulder. She quickly wiped away her tears and turned around, pretending everything was fine. Mya looked at her with concern. Madelyn, were you crying? Whatâs wrong?â
âIâm fine, just got some sand blown into my eyes.â
âShould I blow it out for you?â Mya pouted, looking rather cute. âNo, itâs okay. I need to head to the exam room. Donât be late.â
âWait for me. Letâs go together.â
Today, Kevin was driving Jadie to school and Zach to work. Zach said, âJadie, if youâre not feeling well, you donât have to push yourself.â
âItâs okay. I have to take the test. Youâll pick me up after it, right?â
âYeah,â Zach added, âIf you donât feel well during the test, donât force yourself. Call me right away.â