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Chapter 168: Tonight, I’ll Stay With You
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2025-04-30 08:03:56
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Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 169: I was getting to know you all over again.
Time slipped by quietly, unnoticed. As the conversation between the two deepened, they grew more engrossed, the warm golden light in the hospital room spreading between them like a soft, tranquil embrace.Livia was leaning over the final map, her voice low and focused: “If we reroute through the East Corridor, would that—”She stopped mid-sentence.It suddenly dawned on her that Marcellus, propped against the headboard beside her, looked pale and exhausted. A sheen of sweat clung to his forehead. Though he was clearly forcing himself to stay alert for their discussion, his body had long reached its limit.She frowned slightly, frustrated with herself. Closing the file folder, she murmured, “…Sorry, I got too carried away. I forgot you’re still recovering. I should’ve let you rest earlier.”With that, she stood up and quietly walked over to the simple spare cot on the side of the room, ready to let the night pass in silence and pick up their unfinished plans tomorrow.But just as she l
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Livia’s eyes lingered on Marcellus’s hand—still gently wrapped around hers, firm yet reassuring. Her heart skipped a beat. In the soft light, their shadows stretched along the wall beside the bed, wavering slightly as if echoing the tremble in her chest. She exhaled slowly, almost soundlessly, and stepped closer. Every movement she made was featherlight, like she feared even the quietest sound might shatter the fragile stillness between them.She loosened the outer robe draped over her shoulders and let it slide down, the fabric rustling faintly against her skin. One hand unfastened her sash with quiet precision. She moved slowly, with the care of someone unsure if they were allowed this moment. Her every motion—removing each layer, folding her clothes, placing them neatly on the bench beside the bed—carried a sense of reverence, as though this small act of undressing held weight beyond its simplicity.With a breath held, she lifted the blanket’s edge and eased herself into the bed. T
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-03Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 171: Morning “Exercise”
Morning sunlight streamed through the narrow gap in the curtains, casting scattered flecks of gold onto the crisp white sheets. Livia stirred, her lashes fluttering as she slowly opened her eyes. The warm light made her squint slightly, pulling her halfway out of sleep—but it wasn’t the sun that fully woke her.She felt it—a quiet, steady gaze resting on her.Turning her head, she met Marcellus’s eyes. He was already awake, watching her with a look that caught her off guard—soft, unwavering, and tinged with an intimacy she wasn’t yet used to.For a second, she panicked.She tried to sit up quickly, but her arm brushed against something warm and firm beneath the blanket—something that made her freeze mid-motion. A beat passed. Her cheeks flushed bright red. Before she could say a word, Marcellus gave her a familiar, slightly mischievous smile—the kind that made her heart skip and her patience thin.“You’re still misbehaving, even while recovering,” she muttered, giving him a glare that
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The two of them shared another round of playful banter, their laughter filling the cool morning air of the hospital room, carrying a gentle atmosphere that lingered with a tinge of reluctant tenderness. Livia gradually softened her smile, gently smoothing the stray strands of hair from her forehead, and then turned serious.“I have to go now. I’m visiting all the key sites today to inspect the work, and I have a meeting with all the main leaders in the evening.”Marcellus’s expression immediately stiffened, his gaze sharpening. “So that means… you’ll have to confront Eryx head-on?”Livia shook her head slightly, though her eyes remained steady and unwavering. “I’m not sure if I’ll run into him. According to your schedule from yesterday, today is the time for your routine meeting, and most people won’t expect me to join so soon. So, the attendance might be light. I want to use this opportunity to familiarize myself with the situation and see if there’s anyone worth gaining over to our
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-05Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 173: A Taste That Lingers
The hospital room returned to its quiet calm.Marcellus leaned back against the pillow, his eyes still fixed on the direction Livia had left, long after she was gone. Sunlight filtered quietly through the gap in the curtains, landing on his chest—where the warmth of her gentle kiss still lingered. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he could still feel the softness of her lips, and the tenderness she couldn’t quite hide when she spoke those parting words. A sigh escaped him, but the corners of his lips curled upward in a faint, helpless smile.Her decisiveness, her unwavering drive, and the unexpected gentleness that slipped through now and then—it was impossible not to fall deeper. But he knew all too well that this was not the time to bask in such feelings. His wounds had yet to heal, the game had yet to reach its conclusion. And she—she had already chosen a path she must walk alone.He shut his eyes again, gently pressing down the stirring emotions in his heart, as his mind began meth
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-06Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 174: Preparations Before the Meeting
Livia sat on the soft couch in Adrian’s office, her gaze resting on the neatly stacked technical drafts and progress reports beside her. She nodded slightly, seeming satisfied with her younger brother’s efforts on the front lines.“I can see that things are progressing well on your end,” she said softly, her tone unusually relaxed.Adrian set down the documents in his hands and gave a bashful smile. “We’re just following the plan Marcellus laid out before. Everyone’s doing their best.”Livia looked up at him, her eyes gentle but filled with unwavering resolve. “Starting today, I’ll be taking over everything Marcellus was handling. He’s already organized all the materials I need to know, and I’ll familiarize myself with the pace as soon as possible. Don’t worry—I won’t be a burden to your team.”Her voice shifted slightly, and her expression grew more solemn. “This afternoon’s regular meeting—I’ll be attending as the lead of the expansion project. Starting today, I’m officially taking
Huling Na-update : 2025-05-07Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 175: The Night Meeting – Eryx’s Arrival！
Night had fallen deep and heavy. The stars outside were obscured by thick clouds, and a soft wind passed through the tall firs surrounding the conference hall, making the branches tremble with a faint rustle. Deep within the hall, the amber glow of a dignified chandelier spilled softly across the round table, illuminating the solemn faces gathered before it.This was the nighttime session of the regular expansion project briefing. The venue was set in a side hall on the rear mountain—remote, heavily guarded, and ideal for dealing with matters not meant for public eyes. Representatives from various departments arrived one after another, quietly exchanging words, nodding greetings, or sitting in complete silence.Livia had been present for some time. She sat at the head of the table, beneath a banner of white and platinum—simple in design, but symbolizing the highest authority presiding over the project.She waited quietly, her long fingers resting on her knees, eyes sweeping over the f
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The night was dark and quiet, like a thick, inky shadow. A woman dressed in black slipped silently through the shadows toward the castle ahead. The moonlight cast a faint glow on her slender figure, outlining her graceful shape even in the night. The castle was a classic piece of medieval European architecture, with tall, towering spires and thick stone walls that looked both grand and eerie. Alia smirked slightly, muttering to herself, “Doesn’t seem too hard. A place this big, and no guards in sight? This should be a piece of cake.”Even though she felt relaxed, Alia’s movements were precise and careful. She pulled out a detailed map of the castle from her bag, studying it in the dim light. With a confident nod, she silently slipped inside. Her eyes were sharp, quickly memorizing every hallway and corner. There were no guards, but infrared sensors were everywhere. Trained from a young age, Alia was more than used to these challenges. She moved skillfully, evading every sensor like a
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Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 175: The Night Meeting – Eryx’s Arrival！
Night had fallen deep and heavy. The stars outside were obscured by thick clouds, and a soft wind passed through the tall firs surrounding the conference hall, making the branches tremble with a faint rustle. Deep within the hall, the amber glow of a dignified chandelier spilled softly across the round table, illuminating the solemn faces gathered before it.This was the nighttime session of the regular expansion project briefing. The venue was set in a side hall on the rear mountain—remote, heavily guarded, and ideal for dealing with matters not meant for public eyes. Representatives from various departments arrived one after another, quietly exchanging words, nodding greetings, or sitting in complete silence.Livia had been present for some time. She sat at the head of the table, beneath a banner of white and platinum—simple in design, but symbolizing the highest authority presiding over the project.She waited quietly, her long fingers resting on her knees, eyes sweeping over the f
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 174: Preparations Before the Meeting
Livia sat on the soft couch in Adrian’s office, her gaze resting on the neatly stacked technical drafts and progress reports beside her. She nodded slightly, seeming satisfied with her younger brother’s efforts on the front lines.“I can see that things are progressing well on your end,” she said softly, her tone unusually relaxed.Adrian set down the documents in his hands and gave a bashful smile. “We’re just following the plan Marcellus laid out before. Everyone’s doing their best.”Livia looked up at him, her eyes gentle but filled with unwavering resolve. “Starting today, I’ll be taking over everything Marcellus was handling. He’s already organized all the materials I need to know, and I’ll familiarize myself with the pace as soon as possible. Don’t worry—I won’t be a burden to your team.”Her voice shifted slightly, and her expression grew more solemn. “This afternoon’s regular meeting—I’ll be attending as the lead of the expansion project. Starting today, I’m officially taking
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 173: A Taste That Lingers
The hospital room returned to its quiet calm.Marcellus leaned back against the pillow, his eyes still fixed on the direction Livia had left, long after she was gone. Sunlight filtered quietly through the gap in the curtains, landing on his chest—where the warmth of her gentle kiss still lingered. He slowly closed his eyes, as if he could still feel the softness of her lips, and the tenderness she couldn’t quite hide when she spoke those parting words. A sigh escaped him, but the corners of his lips curled upward in a faint, helpless smile.Her decisiveness, her unwavering drive, and the unexpected gentleness that slipped through now and then—it was impossible not to fall deeper. But he knew all too well that this was not the time to bask in such feelings. His wounds had yet to heal, the game had yet to reach its conclusion. And she—she had already chosen a path she must walk alone.He shut his eyes again, gently pressing down the stirring emotions in his heart, as his mind began meth
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 172: Always Like Last Night
The two of them shared another round of playful banter, their laughter filling the cool morning air of the hospital room, carrying a gentle atmosphere that lingered with a tinge of reluctant tenderness. Livia gradually softened her smile, gently smoothing the stray strands of hair from her forehead, and then turned serious.“I have to go now. I’m visiting all the key sites today to inspect the work, and I have a meeting with all the main leaders in the evening.”Marcellus’s expression immediately stiffened, his gaze sharpening. “So that means… you’ll have to confront Eryx head-on?”Livia shook her head slightly, though her eyes remained steady and unwavering. “I’m not sure if I’ll run into him. According to your schedule from yesterday, today is the time for your routine meeting, and most people won’t expect me to join so soon. So, the attendance might be light. I want to use this opportunity to familiarize myself with the situation and see if there’s anyone worth gaining over to our
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 171: Morning “Exercise”
Morning sunlight streamed through the narrow gap in the curtains, casting scattered flecks of gold onto the crisp white sheets. Livia stirred, her lashes fluttering as she slowly opened her eyes. The warm light made her squint slightly, pulling her halfway out of sleep—but it wasn’t the sun that fully woke her.She felt it—a quiet, steady gaze resting on her.Turning her head, she met Marcellus’s eyes. He was already awake, watching her with a look that caught her off guard—soft, unwavering, and tinged with an intimacy she wasn’t yet used to.For a second, she panicked.She tried to sit up quickly, but her arm brushed against something warm and firm beneath the blanket—something that made her freeze mid-motion. A beat passed. Her cheeks flushed bright red. Before she could say a word, Marcellus gave her a familiar, slightly mischievous smile—the kind that made her heart skip and her patience thin.“You’re still misbehaving, even while recovering,” she muttered, giving him a glare that
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 170: A Tender Night
Livia’s eyes lingered on Marcellus’s hand—still gently wrapped around hers, firm yet reassuring. Her heart skipped a beat. In the soft light, their shadows stretched along the wall beside the bed, wavering slightly as if echoing the tremble in her chest. She exhaled slowly, almost soundlessly, and stepped closer. Every movement she made was featherlight, like she feared even the quietest sound might shatter the fragile stillness between them.She loosened the outer robe draped over her shoulders and let it slide down, the fabric rustling faintly against her skin. One hand unfastened her sash with quiet precision. She moved slowly, with the care of someone unsure if they were allowed this moment. Her every motion—removing each layer, folding her clothes, placing them neatly on the bench beside the bed—carried a sense of reverence, as though this small act of undressing held weight beyond its simplicity.With a breath held, she lifted the blanket’s edge and eased herself into the bed. T
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 169: I was getting to know you all over again.
Time slipped by quietly, unnoticed. As the conversation between the two deepened, they grew more engrossed, the warm golden light in the hospital room spreading between them like a soft, tranquil embrace.Livia was leaning over the final map, her voice low and focused: “If we reroute through the East Corridor, would that—”She stopped mid-sentence.It suddenly dawned on her that Marcellus, propped against the headboard beside her, looked pale and exhausted. A sheen of sweat clung to his forehead. Though he was clearly forcing himself to stay alert for their discussion, his body had long reached its limit.She frowned slightly, frustrated with herself. Closing the file folder, she murmured, “…Sorry, I got too carried away. I forgot you’re still recovering. I should’ve let you rest earlier.”With that, she stood up and quietly walked over to the simple spare cot on the side of the room, ready to let the night pass in silence and pick up their unfinished plans tomorrow.But just as she l
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 168: Tonight, I’ll Stay With You
Elias was just about to stand up, brushing down his cloak as he prepared to leave the room with Livia. But just as he moved, Livia’s voice rang out—soft, even-paced, but carrying a quiet firmness that left no room for doubt:“Tonight, I’ll stay with you.”The air seemed to freeze for a moment the instant those words left her lips. Elias and Marcellus turned to look at her almost simultaneously. Marcellus frowned, a flicker of surprise and instinctive concern in his eyes. Elias, meanwhile, froze in place, a look of stunned disbelief flashing across his face.Livia didn’t shy away from their gazes. She looked directly at Marcellus, her tone as calm and rational as ever. “There are still things I haven’t figured out. No matter how quickly you try to explain them verbally, it’s better for me to ask directly and clear everything up. Let’s settle the rest tonight—so there won’t be any loose ends in the handover.”“No,” Marcellus said at once, shaking his head, his expression unusually urgen
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 167: The Moving Holy Grail
Once again, she was reminded of who she used to be in her past life.Back then, she hadn’t met her master yet, didn’t even have a name. She was just a shadow slipping through alleys and street corners, someone who could vanish at any moment. Every morning she woke up shivering from the biting cold, her stomach hollow and aching. Every night, she curled up behind broken crates or next to trash heaps, falling asleep to the sounds of crying and fighting on the outer edges of the city. There was never enough food, never enough warmth—no trust, no direction.If she hadn’t met her master that night, she might’ve quietly died in some nameless alley.And now, the man before her was saying he wanted to build a new residential area—for people like she once was, people with nowhere to go.If what he said was real, if this expansion project could truly take shape, it would mean that in the future, there would be fewer people like “Alia.”In that moment, something sparked inside her—Livia… no, Ali
