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Chapter 369 – David? Jim!

Penulis: Edward Pika
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“Th—this is…?”

Alia instinctively stepped back, nearly stumbling. Her voice trembled with disbelief as she stared at the cave entrance buried under the massive stone slab. Her heart hammered violently against her ribs, as if trying to break free.

Elias remained composed, unaffected by her shock. His voice was low, carrying the sharpness of someone tearing open a truth hidden for years.

“David… although he is your father Edgar’s most trusted aide, his other identity is far more astonishing.”

The words were like a dull blade, slicing through a long-maintained disguise, layer by layer.

Alia’s mind raced.

Loose fragments of information connected themselves at impossible speed—

that flash in David’s eyes earlier, the vague oddities in his relationship with her father, Jim’s behavior on the island, the way the cup handle was buried—

All of it suddenly snapped together into one inescapable possibility.

She blurted out, almost screaming:

“—Jim?!”

Elias lifted his eyes toward her, as if ackn
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  • Reborn as the Wife He Killed   Chapter 369 – David? Jim!

    ⸻“Th—this is…?”Alia instinctively stepped back, nearly stumbling. Her voice trembled with disbelief as she stared at the cave entrance buried under the massive stone slab. Her heart hammered violently against her ribs, as if trying to break free.Elias remained composed, unaffected by her shock. His voice was low, carrying the sharpness of someone tearing open a truth hidden for years.“David… although he is your father Edgar’s most trusted aide, his other identity is far more astonishing.”The words were like a dull blade, slicing through a long-maintained disguise, layer by layer.Alia’s mind raced.Loose fragments of information connected themselves at impossible speed—that flash in David’s eyes earlier, the vague oddities in his relationship with her father, Jim’s behavior on the island, the way the cup handle was buried—All of it suddenly snapped together into one inescapable possibility.She blurted out, almost screaming:“—Jim?!”Elias lifted his eyes toward her, as if ackn

  • Reborn as the Wife He Killed   Chapter 368 – Trapped with David

    Elias’s first instinct seemed to be stepping into the cave, but the moment he lifted his foot, he stopped.He looked toward the cold glimmer inside, something thoughtful and calculating flashing briefly in his eyes before he slowly lowered his foot again.He turned slightly, looking at David. His tone was gentle, yet carried a deliberate sense of trust.“David, we may not know each other well, but we’ve crossed paths a few times.”Elias gave a faint smile—so light it almost looked harmless.“I believe you’re a loyal friend to Lord Edgar. How about you retrieve the fragment this time? I trust that you’ll bring it back safely.”The way he said it sounded perfectly natural, yet in the darkness it felt like a soft but razor-sharp blade, gently shifting the responsibility outward.Alia had been about to speak—to fight for this opportunity as planned—but just as she opened her mouth, something flickered in her mind.A vague, needling sense of unease pricked at her heart, softening her voice

  • Reborn as the Wife He Killed   Chapter 367 — Conversations on the Way

    And so, the three of them walked into the depths of the forest—one leading, two following behind.Fallen leaves rustled softly beneath their feet. The wind, however, stopped without warning, and the entire woodland seemed to fall under a layer of unseen stillness.Strangely, even though David was accompanying them, he deliberately kept a nearly constant distance from Alia.Not too close, not too far—far enough that it felt like he was avoiding overstepping, cautious of her identity;yet close enough that whenever she turned back, he would always remain within sight.This kind of “respect” was almost too exact.So exact that it didn’t feel natural—more like a distance calculated in advance.Noticing this, Alia’s brows drew together slightly.She slowed her steps and moved to walk beside Elias.The night stretched thin shadows between them. She leaned in just a little, her voice soft by his ear:“What’s going on? I thought you would continue hiding—as our final trump card.”Elias did

  • Reborn as the Wife He Killed   Chapter 366 — The “Little Squad”

    The air seemed to grow colder and heavier in that instant, as though an unseen current—from somewhere deep within the forest’s shadowed heart—had quietly begun to flow outward, creeping along the ground like a thin sheet of frost. No one spoke; even the surrounding trees seemed to hold their breath, their leaves rustling with a subtle tension that mirrored the mood of the group.It was in that suspended silence that Alia suddenly stepped forward and opened her mouth.“In that case,” she said, her tone soft but unwavering, “why don’t I be the one to go?After all… I am Edgar’s daughter, Marcellus’s wife… and, above all, Celesta’s daughter.”

  • Reborn as the Wife He Killed   Chapter 365 — The Stalemate

    The night wind grew sharper and tighter, as if urging them forward—or warning them.And in that instant, just as Elias’s fist tightened, Alia’s heart was the first to sink.The cup handle had appeared.Jim… had indeed come to the island.A few images flashed through her mind like lightning—Jim leaving the manor in the dead of night, his quiet probing, that ever-present sense of “he’s always one step ahead of what you think.” Suddenly, the pieces aligned.He had buried the cup handle on the island beforehand.He knew the fragments would be exposed by the light.He knew he couldn’t risk carrying the most crucial piece on hi

  • Reborn as the Wife He Killed   Chapter 364 — Elias’s Intention

    The night was as deep as ink, and the beams of light refracted through the forest in eerie silver streaks. Amidst the swaying shadows of trees, a figure finally emerged.Light footsteps, yet steady.It was—Elias.His clothing still carried the dampness from river water, with traces of mud on his shoulder—clear signs that he had come in haste. The face that was usually calm and clean now held a touch of exhaustion, yet no panic. Light shone from behind him, making him look like a silhouette walking out from the heart of the darkness.He stopped before the gathered crowd and spoke lightly:“We meet again, everyone.”His voice was low, emotionless.

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