บททั้งหมดของ Reborn: I Give My Husband Back to His True Love: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

BryceHe looked at me for a minute and let out a laugh. “What are you doing?” He laughed again. It was mocking. “You’ve known her for how long and you think you are better than me? I would never hurt Sydney.” His voice dropped and if I didn’t know better I would have easily assumed he was sincere. “Despite what you think, I love my wife. I would never…”“Oh shut up.” I hissed, waving him off. “If you loved her, you would not be here.”“I was…” he trailed off as his phone started ringing. He shot me a look, then pulled it out and glanced at the screen. “I need to take this.”“Of course,” I smirked. “More important stuff than your unconscious wife.” I stepped back, the smirk not leaving my face. He glared at me, walking away, and pressed the phone to his ear. His voice dropped to a whisper. The bastard had no decency. Was probably calling his mistress even though Sydney was about to die. However, if I thought about it, he was the one who cut her brakes so maybe this was good news for

SydneyThat was one good thing but the best thing was that the ventilator was gone and there was just the nasal cannula now. They’d also disconnected most of the monitors. Dr. Matthew had seemed strangely excited. He kept yapping about how “impressive” my progress was. For some reason, it was obvious that he didn’t have high hopes. I swallowed the Jell-O and tried not to puke. First, because I needed to eat something but also because Bryce wouldn’t stop staring at me. He was still sitting in that same chair. He’d refused to go home to even change his clothes. He kept staring at me like I was the most fascinating thing ever. His gray eyes followed the spoon entering the cup, shaking a little, and getting into my mouth. I felt weirdly funny. A little self conscious but there was this weird feeling in my belly too. “You need to stop.” I shot him a look. He blinked, his eyebrows rising. “Stop what?”“Staring at me like that!” I hissed, pointing at his eyes with the spoon. “It’s weird.

Sydney“Syd…”“He’s been killing my father!” I cried, tears running down my cheeks.All the while he had been killing him! There was no way to stop it because he was doing it the entire time!I felt Celine’s hand rubbing my back. She was muttering something but I couldn’t hear. All I could see was my father. The entire time, he was dying.The goal of my second life was to gather evidence and expose Eric. I was supposed to save Dad and what had I done? I had failed! Failed!If Eric thought I would let him get away with it, he was in for a shock.“He’s not getting away with it.” I sobbed, wiping my cheeks. “I’m so going to tell the whole world what happened and have that murderer behind bars!”Bryce squeezed my wrist. “I thought you would think so. You can’t just divorce him and move on. We have to make sure he pays for everything he’s done.”I chewed my bottom lip, nodding. I needed to get out of here and get back at Eric.“Thank you,” I whispered, my eyes darting between the two of th

SydneyBryce walked in. Why did he look so good? He was wearing a pair of dark pants and a matching black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. “Ready to go?” He grinned, shutting the door behind me. I scoffed. “I don’t think I’ve been more ready for anything. Dr. Matthew just finished the discharge paperwork.”“Good.” He moved towards me and gave me his hand. I grabbed it, moving out of the bed. My legs flung over the bed and a smile formed on my lips. I was wearing jeans. Actual clothes. It felt like ages. He grabbed my jacket from the bag that Celine had brought me, handing it over. “There’s something you need to see.”I grabbed the jacket, my stomach dropping. This was never a good sign. Anytime they said it, Eric was doing something crazy. “What?” I searched his face. He pulled out his phone from the pocket of his jeans and tapped on it for a second, handing it over. “This went live about two hours ago.”I frowned, tapping the screen to play the video. It was a pres

SydneyI grinned. “That’s a lot of damns.”He shrugged, his other hand cupping my bruised cheek, lightly. “And it’s still not enough damns for how I feel about you.”I stilled, my heart racing. I felt warm inside like there was a fire burning inside my chest and I was about to explode. My voice was small. So small. “How do you feel about me?”He snorted. “You know this Sydney.” He leaned in, pressing his forehead against mine. “I love you. I’m so insanely in love with you, I don’t know if it’s safe to love someone this much.”I felt like my chest would explode. “I couldn’t imagine a world without you Sydney,” his voice went rough. “When Jen told me about the accident, I thought my world was falling apart.”I felt tears stinging at the back of my eyes, and my grip on his hands tightened. “Bryce…”“It’s alright. You don’t have to feel the same. I just…I guess I just needed you to know.”I scoffed, pulling back slightly. “You’re an idiot, you know?”His grip on my cheeks loosened for