The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 1288
It was indeed unusual that Mya still had not come out of her room. In the past, no matter how angry or unhappy she was, when it
was time for meals, she would leave her room and go downstairs to eat without any lingering resentment. She would also make
up with Fred very quickly.
But now, not only was there no sound coming from her room, but she also did not go down for dinner even though Fred had
specifically instructed the servants to make dishes she liked. Therefore, the servants believed something must have happened to
Mya in the room.
The servant said, “Usually, at this hour, Ms. Harper would come out if she is hungry. But no matter how we called her just now,
she didn’t respond.”
Ava was a very qualified lover. Besides her stunning look and figure, she could tolerate every woman around Fred; this was why
she could stay by his side for so many years.
This villa in Ventropolis Prison was privately built, and it was where Fred lived. Previously, no one else had been here except for
Ava. So, she was quite surprised when she returned and saw Mya here.
Ava kissed Fred’s lips, “I’m going back to the room to take a shower now. I’ll wait for you to come over at night.” She withdrew
her seductive gaze from him before she went back to the room alone.
Fred kicked the door open and walked into the room. He frowned with anger when he saw there was no one inside.
He immediately went to the window to check, thinking she might have run away again.

“Mr. Turner, Ms. Harper is here.” One of the servants found Mya sleeping on the ground in the cloakroom.
Mya was leaning against the corner of the wall, holding a half-eaten snack in her hand. She heard someone calling her in a daze
and opened her eyes. She then saw Fred standing in front of her wearing boots, with a scar on his eye, looking all fierce and
stern.
She murmured in a soft voice, thinking she was dreaming, “Why does this bad guy keep appearing in my dreams? Ugh, I don’t
want him. I want to play with Madelyn and Forrest. Madelyn, you haven’t finished telling me the story from last time. What
happened to him in the end?”
Fred said, “Pour some water on her to wake her up.”
The servant immediately pleaded for Mya, “Mr. Turner, please don’t. This has never happened to Ms. Harper before. It might be
because her condition has worsened. We should let her rest properly. She’ll be fine after she sleeps.”
Fred frowned as he stared at Mya, who had immediately fallen back asleep. There were some crumbs of snacks on her; she
looked like a mentally ill person to him. He asked, “When did this start?”
The servant responded, “It’s only been happening recently. At its worst, she couldn’t recognize anyone. It’ll take time to treat her
brain problem, and it’ll definitely take at least three to five years.”
Fred was disgusted by Mya when he saw her weight gain. Initially, he was intrigued by her innocent personality. But now, it
seemed that this feeling had completely faded.
Fred had become tired of dealing with Mya.
He said, “If her condition can’t be treated in the country, send her abroad. Only bring her back when she recovers. 11

It seemed like he had already made up his mind when he said that.
The servant was still worried. “Mr. Turner, as far as we know, Ms. Harper has never been abroad. Will she be able to adapt on
her own?”
Fred indifferently glanced at Mya. “She won’t die.”
He then heartlessly turned away and left.