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Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 149
POV AmyThe scent of vanilla and lavender floated through the room, mingling with the soft sound of laughter and the clinking of crystal glasses. I looked around, feeling a strange vertigo—the kind of dizziness that only strikes those who have walked the edge of the abyss and, by some miracle, found solid ground. A month had passed since the night Warren’s blood stained the marble of that mansion. A month since the cycle of poison and daggers, which once claimed my life in another existence, finally closed.It was my birthday. But for me, it signified more than celebrating another year;I watched my father, Antony, and Megan. They stood near the window, sharing a moment of quiet that seemed impossible weeks ago. If you looked at them now, you would never guess that a hurricane of betrayal and death had swept through their lives. A lightness filled my father’s eyes that I hadn’t seen since childhood. Megan smiled, her hand resting gently on his arm—a picture of resilience and grace. Th
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 148
POV SaraThe Canadian air had a crispness that purified me. That morning, the pale Ontario sun filtered through the linen curtains of my small rented house, illuminating the books on the table and my new corporate ID badge. I was finishing adjusting my collar, checking my watch so I wouldn’t be late for the office, when the world I had built with such effort trembled.A long, sudden shadow crossed the kitchen doorway.My heart leaped into my throat, thumping with a violence that took my breath away. Panic—that old acquaintance I tried to keep locked in the basement of my memory—flooded my veins. I thought of Peter. I thought the past had finally caught up with me with sharp claws. My hand instinctively reached for the phone, ready to dial emergency services, but then… I saw him.Jackson stood there, his broad shoulders framed by the entrance, wearing a heavy coat that carried the scent of the wind outside. His face, marked by the weariness of a long journey, lit up in a smile I knew b
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 147
POV AmyI sat on the bed, the silk sheets bunched around me like a nest of thorns, while my fingers trembled so violently I could barely scroll through the news.“Tragedy at the West Mansion: Heir Warren West and family found dead. Wife arrested on the scene.”I closed my eyes for a second, and it felt as if a floodgate had opened in my mind. Reality fragmented. Suddenly, I was no longer in that safe room with Simon. I was back… in that other life.With terrifying clarity, the scenes returned. The poison Warren used to kill my parents had a smell of bitter almonds. The sound of their dying sobs. And finally, the weight of Warren’s body over mine, his eyes bloodshot with a madness I never understood as he drove that silver dagger into my heart. I could still feel the cold steel tearing through my flesh, the heat of the blood soaking my white dress, the taste of iron in my mouth as the light faded.History had repeated itself. Fate, in its most cruel and poetic irony, hadn’t changed the
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 146
POV MaiaThe mansion’s silence was no longer that aristocratic, oppressive vacuum of every night. Now, it had texture. It was thick, almost sticky, filled with dying echoes that still seemed to vibrate against the marble walls. I remained seated in the navy-blue velvet armchair, strategically positioned facing the entrance hall. In my right hand, a crystal glass overflowed with an intense Cabernet—the color of the blood I felt pulsing, rhythmic and cold, in my temples.I was a marble statue in a museum of horrors.The grandfather clock on the wall struck two in the morning. The metallic sound of each chime felt like a nail being hammered into an invisible coffin. And then, the sound I expected: the sharp click of the electronic lock. The heavy oak door creaked slightly as it opened, letting in a gust of cold air from the bleak early morning.Warren walked in. He looked exhausted. His suit was slightly rumpled, his tie loose, and his face marked by the obsession that had consumed him a
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 145
POV MaiaThe host set the table impeccably. Cut crystals reflected the cold light of the Murano chandelier, silver cutlery felt heavy in the hands, and a linen tablecloth shone so white it was blinding. In the center of it all, the lamb I had spent hours preparing exhaled a complex aroma—rosemary, garlic, and the secret ingredient I had kept in the depths of my soul.Aser West entered the dining room first. His heavy footsteps and his aura of an untouchable patriarch always preceded him. When he learned that I—the “trophy wife” they barely noticed—had dismissed Chef Pierre to cook, his eyebrows shot up.“You cooked, Maia?” he asked. For a brief, almost imperceptible second, he smiled at me. It was a rarity, a meteorological phenomenon that occurred once a decade. “I’m surprised. I hope your talent in the kitchen surpasses your talent for keeping your husband in the bedroom.”I returned the smile, though mine didn’t reach my eyes.“I did my best, Aser.”Warren’s mother entered next, gl
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 144
POV MaiaSeven days. One hundred sixty-eight hours. Ten thousand eighty minutes.I could count every second of the last week because I spent all of it in the void of an existence I helped build. They call the period following a wedding a “honeymoon,” a time of sweetness and discovery. For me, it was an awakening in a morgue of marble and silk. Warren West—the man for whom I betrayed my blood and dignity—transformed our home into a monument to my disappearance.He doesn’t touch me. He doesn’t look at me. Not only that, but he doesn’t even deign to utter my name unless he’s barking a dry command, treating me like a misplaced piece of furniture he must tolerate until he finds a better use for it.This morning, the silence at breakfast felt so thick I could hear a fly’s wings beating against the windowpane. Warren hid behind a tablet, his greedy eyes devouring news about April Enterprises.“Is the coffee to your liking, Warren?” I ventured, my voice sounding small and foreign to my ears.
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