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Chapter 75
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The silence in the room was unsettling. Megan was no longer pounding on the door or screaming hysterically for Chloe to let her in. Ruan felt exhausted and bruised, but no wound seemed more painful than the one in his heart.Chloe remained standing, a safe distance from the bed, her hands crossed over her chest. She had held back her tears, but the pain she saw in his face—something uncommon in their years of marriage—was reopening old wounds. She forced her voice to come out cold and practical.“What does Megan have to do with your injuries?” She couldn’t help the stab of bitterness. She leaned in to look at him better, keeping a safe distance from her old and current love. “If you’ve decided not to tell me, I really need to go.”Ruan tried to move in the bed, and the pain made him groan slightly. Guilt hit him, a cold and sudden wave. Looking at Chloe—the strong woman he had so cowardly dismissed after Megan’s return—he realized how unfair he had been. He had trusted his destructive
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Simon remained silent after my confession and the truth I revealed. I watched him shake his head slightly, lift the glass to his lips, and drink, holding his silence for long seconds that stretched into eternity. I began to think that telling him the truth about my rebirth had not been a good idea.Sara’s memory hit me. I perfectly recalled her reaction when I told her the same story: that I had traveled ten years back in time and that Peter, her current boyfriend, would murder her. All Sara did was find a way to push me away, deciding I was unstable or crazy. A chill ran down my spine. I feared Simon would react the same way, and everything I had built with him was about to crumble.“What you are saying is a little difficult to believe,” Simon finally whispered, breaking the silence. His dark eyes fixed on mine, his voice hoarse. “Can you prove it?”The question offended me. After everything he had seen, after all my predictions had come true, he still doubted me? My cold, controlled
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 75
I was walking toward the heavy door of Simon’s bar, feeling the loud sound mixed with the smell of bourbon and smoke, when the figure stumbled onto the sidewalk. I didn’t need a second glance to know who it was. It was only Maia, displaying a mixture of panic, anger, and despair. She was gasping for air, her shoulders tense beneath the designer coat, looking like a cornered creature fleeing an ambush, and I knew immediately what this was about.She wasn’t there by chance. Simon was a key player in my game, and Maia, or more likely, my unscrupulous uncle Aaron, had sent her to spy. They were desperate. The wedding to Warren was approaching. The sight of Maia, so disheveled and scared, brought a bitter smile to my lips. Maia was a predictable tool, easy to manipulate.She paused a few steps away from me, her gaze locked on mine, her breathing shallow. It was obvious she had just come out of some confrontation, and it was certainly with Simon. So why then was she running away?I didn’t r
Reborn to Marry My Ex's Enemy Chapter 74
The cold marble floor dragging under my bare feet stood in cruel contrast to the fire consuming me. I stumbled, trying to catch the breath the guards had roughly knocked from my lungs. My voice came out sharp, an ugly, uncontrolled sound, as they hauled me out of the building.“Let go of me! Do you know who I am?” I yelled, the question ricocheting off the mirrored glass walls, echoing through the corridors of curious onlookers.Everything spun. I struggled, but their grip was like steel. They dragged me through the hall of the luxurious floor, ignoring my hysterical protests. Eyes full of horror fixed on me. Soon, the news would spread, and everyone in that place would be talking about my public humiliation at Warren’s hands.They dumped me on the sidewalk, right in front of the imposing Warren Enterprises building. My legs gave out, and I would have fallen if firm hands hadn’t caught me. The familiar scent of cologne filled my nostrils.“Maia! What happened here?”My father, Aaron,
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The early evening air was chilly, but what boiled inside me was far more intense. I stormed out of Amy’s house like a hurricane, ignoring the breeze that tried, uselessly, to soothe my skin. I was furious, and it wasn’t a common fury, the kind that dissipates with a good cigar and a glass of whiskey. It was a glacial rage, fueled by a fear I barely dared to name.What the hell had just happened? The woman who always trembled at the sound of my voice, who bent to my desires, was… different. I remembered her gaze, the way she held my anger without flinching. The dread consuming me was the fact that she no longer showed any fear of losing me. Suddenly, the invisible rope I thought I was holding around her neck had snapped, and I was holding only air.I lost control. The realization hit me like a punch to the stomach: I had lost control over Amy, and our future marriage—the guarantee of my financial stability, the key to a fortune I had coveted for years—could collapse at any moment.I wa
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Morning was still struggling to fully set in when the dry sound of a knock on my bedroom door abruptly pulled me from the fog of sleep. It was not a polite knock but a firm, almost impatient one. I got up, hastily putting on a silk robe that seemed luxuriously improper for the situation, and opened the door to find Megan.The expression on my mother’s face was enough to freeze the little tranquility I had gathered. Her eyes were slightly wide, and her mouth, usually ready with a polite smile, was taut in a thin line of apprehension.“They’re here,” she whispered, her voice loaded with a silent warning. “Warren. And Alice. And Grace.”My body reacted with an internal start, but I managed to maintain a facade of calm. “What a lovely group for a morning visit,” I commented, trying to inject a lightness I didn’t feel.“It’s not a visit,” Megan corrected, shaking her head. “It’s a conversation. And, Amy, judging by the way they are sitting in the living room, you will need all your self-co
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