Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn as the Wife He Killed: Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

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

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

The atmosphere in the meeting room fell into a brief silence after Eryx took his seat. It was as if everyone was waiting—waiting to see how the newly appointed lead would begin, and whether she might make some kind of “misstep” that could be dissected, interpreted, or used as leverage.Livia slowly rose, her gaze sweeping across the room. She didn’t raise her voice, but the confidence and composure in her tone naturally commanded attention, drawing every pair of eyes toward her.“First, thank you all for taking the time to attend tonight,” she began, her voice gentle yet poised, carrying the refined grace of her noble upbringing alongside an unshakable firmness.She glanced toward the man in uniform beside her, offering a slight smile. “And a special welcome to General Eryx. Your presence here is undoubtedly critical to the success of the upcoming expansion.”Eryx showed no change in expression—only a faint nod in return.Livia continued, “As for the expansion plan, I will be followin

Night had deepened. One by one, the hallway lights of the hospital flickered gently, their pale glow made all the lonelier by the stillness of the late hour.Livia pushed open the familiar hospital room door, her steps soft and measured, as if afraid to disturb whoever might be inside. But she had barely stepped in when she stopped in her tracks.The man in the bed wasn’t asleep.He was half-reclined against his pillows, a thin blanket draped over his lap, several IV tubes still connected to his arm. The curtain was half drawn, and a cool night breeze drifted through the cracked window, lifting a small curl of hair at his temple.He was staring out the window, motionless. There was no real focus in his eyes—only a quiet, heavy kind of waiting.And in that moment, Livia understood—he had been waiting for her.A strange calm settled in her heart.She stepped closer, voice soft. “You’re not resting. Were you waiting for me?”Marcellus slowly turned his head at the sound. His complexion l

He was just about to down the last of his drink.The sharp chill of the liquor had barely touched his lips when, without warning, a sudden gust of wind burst through the tightly sealed windows, slamming them open with a crash. The heavy curtains surged upward like waves caught in a storm.Eryx’s brows furrowed sharply. He jerked his head up—and in the very next second, the glass in his fingers hit the floor with a sharp crack, scattering liquid across the tiles. His entire body tensed as though ice had been driven straight through his chest.At some point—unseen, unheard—someone had taken the empty seat across from him.The figure was so gaunt he hardly looked human. A long robe clung damply to his frame as though he had returned from a night of rain, yet his hair, though loose and falling to his shoulders, was oddly dry, as if it had been scorched by fire. His face was sharply cut, all bones and hollows, like it had been carved with a blade, and every line of it radiated a quiet mena