The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66 

In the infirmary of Ventropolis High School, the doctor reassured everyone, “Fortunately, it’s nothing serious. Her menses came. She’s perfectly fine. There’s no major health issue, but she does have some injuries on her face…” The doctor glanced at the teacher on duty. 

The teacher stood up and reassured the doctor, “You can go back now, Dr. Cavil. I’ll take care 

of them.” 

“Alright, Mr. Wahey. I’ll head back then. I’ve already prescribed the medication; it’s on the table. Don’t forget to take it with you,” Dr. Cavil replied. 

Today, the teacher on duty was Richard Wahey, the head of the Character Education Department. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a protruding belly and glasses. At first glance, he seemed honest. He had carried Jadie on his back all the way to the medical office, leaving bloodstains on the back of his shirt. 

The first day of Jadie’s period could be quite uncomfortable. She usually carried painkillers with her, but that day, they were still in her backpack, and she hadn’t had a chance to take 

them out. 

Richard couldn’t tear his eyes away from Jadie, who kept her gaze fixed downward, clutching a cup of warm water in her hands, lost in her thoughts. 

The condition on Claire’s face had shown significant improvement after the application of the medication, but she wore a deep expression of concern as she looked at Jadie. “Jadie, do you feel any better? It’s all my fault that you got hurt. I couldn’t protect you.” 

Jadie’s voice was barely audible as she responded, “It’s not your fault. It was my own mistake that put you in this situation.” 

Glancing at his watch, Richard noted, “It’s almost eleven now. You should go back and rest. Tomorrow, I’ll inform your homeroom teacher about what happened.” He walked over to Jadie’s resting bed and crouched halfway down. “Jadie, let me carry you back to the dorm.” 

Jadie tightly clutched her water cup and reassured, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wahey. I’m feeling much better now. I can walk by myself.” 

Richard insisted, “I can’t let you do that. I’m worried! If you think it’s inconvenient for me to carry you, I can hold you instead.” He extended his lecherous hand to Jadie. 

Jadie’s tone suddenly turned cold. She repeated, “Mr. Wahey, I said I can walk by myself!” 

Jadie’s reaction caught Claire off guard, freezing her for a moment. This wasn’t the Jadie she knew; she seemed like an entirely different person. 

However, in a fleeting moment, Jadie’s tone softened, and a faint smile graced her lips as she said, “Claire, could you lend me a hand, please?” It was as if what Claire had just seen had been 

a mere illusion. 

Claire hesitated briefly before quickly responding, “Ah… sure…” 

Jadie tossed aside the blanket, emerged from the bed, and slipped on her shoes. Richard, on the other hand, cleared his throat, feeling awkward… 

As they made their way past the classrooms on their path out of the infirmary, Claire headed upstairs to retrieve Jadie’s painkillers. Richard promptly notified the dorm staff, and they swiftly opened the door to their dormitory for them to enter. 

As Jadie and Claire entered their dormitory room, they discovered the lights had already been switched off. The room was shared among six students, with two of them peacefully asleep and two others engrossed in their studies, so there was a faint glow to emanate from their beds.