Reborn: I Give My Husband Back to His True Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

SydneyHe walked into the office and I swallowed the lump in my throat. He looked so disheveled. His suit was rumpled and slightly torn on the shoulders. His tie was askew, his nose was purple and his hair was a mess from all the fighting. He looked unhinged.“How could you?” His voice was low, his eyes were bloodshot. “You were supposed to love me.” He sounded hoarse. “You made a vow to love me. What happened to that?”I scoffed, backing up instinctively. “And I did love you, Eric. I trusted you and even believed your lies for a while and you tried to kill me for it.”He froze. “What?”“Didn’t you strangle me this morning?”He narrowed his eyes at me. I jutted my jaw, growing slightly bolder. “But that’s not it. I know you cut my brakes and staged the car accident. You hoped I would die wouldn’t you? So you could live happily ever with Kara and your son!”“You’re insane.” He breathed. He was starting to look as maniacal as he did this morning. It took everything in me not to dash out

BryceSomething about seeing Eric attack her hit me deep inside. The poor woman had been murdered by her husband and somehow, I mean not that it made any sense to me but she somehow got a second chance.She woke up and knew the bastard would embezzle billions and kill her father and even try to kill her. What would I have done in her shoes?I wouldn’t have told anyone either. No one would believe it. Especially not me. And that’s actually what she did. Live with all that burden and still find a way to let me in. Fuck whatever I thought, she was fucking vulnerable with me and we were in love. I loved her. She chose me over Eric even. She’d been trying to save everyone. Her father, herself, me, her friend. If I put myself in her shoes. It made perfect sense.So I got up, got in my car, and drove down to Celine’s apartment building. What was the point of punishing myself? Also, maybe there was a chance that she would forgive me. The only issue was working up the balls to call her. I was

SydneyHis lips curled in a smile. He nodded at me. “You’re smiling. What for?”I looked away, twisting the covers between my fingers. “It just feels so normal, it’s strange. I wasn’t this happy yesterday.”He let out a low chuckle and sank on the edge of the bed, taking my hand in his.“I want to take you to dinner tonight. You know, to celebrate everything.”I chuckled. “Bryce Westin, are you asking me out on a date?”He leaned back, his eyebrows shooting up. “What does it look like?”“What if I have other plans?” I shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “I have a company to run you know?”“You want my head on a platter?” He grinned. “Cause I’ll give it to you.”Something about the way he said it made me laugh. “I’ll have dinner with you Bryce.”He smiled. “Good.” He checked his watch and stood up. “I’ve got to go babe but text me once you get to the house. Okay?”“I will.”He leaned down and kissed me. It was a quick peck but somehow still left flutters in my belly. He pulled back. “I lov

Sydney“Hello?” I placed the phone against my ear, gently dropping Miles on the kitchen counter.“Good morning. Am I on to Mrs. Stanley?”I stiffened. Something about that last name was starting to deeply irk me.“Yes, you are. Can I help you?”“This is Laura Burney from child protective services. I’m calling regarding Miles Stanley.”I straightened, my heart sinking to the bottom of my chest. “How…” I glanced at Miles. “How did you…”Her voice came back sharper. “We were contacted by the NYPD. They’re currently investigating the adoption fraud case involving St. Patricia’s Home for Children. Alongside other adoptions, Miles Stanley’s adoption was flagged as fraudulent. We are aware your husband is in police custody at the moment but we’ve tried to reach Miles’s birth mother Cassandra Witmore but haven’t been able to do so.”“I…I don’t know where she is.” I stuttered, grabbing the kettle to do something with my hands.“I see,” she drawled then perked up suddenly. “Mrs. Stanley, do you

Sydney“My lawyer is finalising the divorce papers.” I sighed, smiling at the ring. “Eric is in jail and facing murder charges so he’s sure it will be straightforward.”“Good.” Bryce picked up his phone scrolling. “Speaking of Eric, I thought you should see this.”He handed me the phone and there was a news report on the screen.STANLEY FAMILY BUSINESS EMPIRE COLLAPSES UNDER FRAUD SCANDALI quickly scanned the article. It was basically Chairman Stanley listing out his woes in an interview. They were suddenly facing bankruptcy especially with projects getting halted and investors pulling out.“This is a mess” I winced, scanning through. “They’re losing everything.”“I feel no pity for them actually,” he scoffed taking back the phone. “I can bet they all knew about the embezzlement.”I felt a small stab in my chest. I knew they knew. Every single one of them. I nodded. “Yeah. They did.”He smiled, lifting his glass. “A toast?”My eyes widened. “You want to toast to their downfall?”“Why