บททั้งหมดของ Reborn: I Give My Husband Back to His True Love: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Bryce She let out a sigh, blinking at the phone. Eric’s name was still on the screen. “I don’t…” she looked at me. “I can’t talk to him right now.”She pressed the side button and handed it back to me. Raising an eyebrow at her, I dropped it on the nightstand and slipped back beside her. She scooted towards me, placing her head on my chest.A part of me worried that she was making it a little too obvious to Eric that she was done with him and it would hinder our plans. But if she insisted she knew what she was doing, I would have to trust her, wouldn’t I?I glanced back at her and her breathing had evened out. Her shoulders were relaxed now, her hand curling against my chest. Something about seeing it, made my chest tight.Damn it.I should get up, and leave before it became more complicated than it already was but I couldn’t. Instead, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, holding her closer. She made a small sound, scooting even closer, her breath warm against my neck.Thank the st

Sydney “How dare you?” She cried, her face twisting in horror.“I don’t see why you should be proud of that.” Chairman Stanley scoffed, cleaning his mouth with a napkin. “Because from where I’m sitting, your primary responsibility is to my son and you’ve been failing at that for years now.”“Dad…” Eric straightened in his usual pathetic way where he pretended like he was trying to defend me.Of course, it was useless and his father spoke over him.“No heir. No children. Just excuses and these ridiculous business trips to run a company Eric is already handling. And then you think you have something to be proud of when you can’t even give Eric what he needs.”I flinched even though I’ve heard this before. In my first life, I’d absorbed every single barb mostly apologetic and blaming myself for not getting pregnant.“You know what?” I set my bag down on the table. “I can’t believe I had such an exhausting trip just to come home and be harassed by my in-laws.”“What home?” Yan snapped. “

Sydney I eyed the orphanage as Eric turned around the curve. If I were being honest, the place looked almost…quaint. Quaint enough that it could have easily been a bed and breakfast.Well. Almost.“Here we are,” Eric smiled at me as he drove into the parking lot. He looked a little too excited for comfort. “I’m sorry it’s a bit of a drive.”He wasn’t but I nodded anyway, managing a tight smile, and climbed out of the car. The smell of bleach hit my nose again. Why did the place constantly smell of industrial cleaning products?I wanted to point it out to him and ask if it was the place for children but he was already placing a hand on my waist and grinning.“Shall we?”I flashed him the same tight lipped smile and nodded. He pressed the doorbell and the door swung open. Mrs. Darlington was wearing a gray dress that was at least two times her size and looked like something women wore in 1952. She brushed her hand over her bun, her face breaking into a smile.“Mr. and Mrs. Stanley!” Sh

Sydney I turned back to him. He’d planned to dump me with Miles so he could run off to his mistress.Even though I knew this, I still felt something shift in my chest. It stung. He straightened and turned to me.“Sydney? You okay? You look…pale.”Of course I did. I was freaking watching his mistress’s car while he pretended to care about me and his son we’d just adopted. I might have been foolish enough to go on with this madness the first time, but there was no way in hell I was doing this again.“Actually, Eric.” I sighed, stepping back so he could shut the door. “I’ve been thinking. We’re going to need a nanny.”His hand froze on the door. “What?”I nodded. “Yeah. A nanny. Professional childcare. Someone who can look after Miles.”Something flickered on his face. “Sydney, we just picked up our son. Don’t you think it’s too early to be…”Our son. “Eric, I think…” I cut in. “I think we need to be realistic. You’re clearly very busy and so am I. Miles is a young child and he deserve

Sydney “Slip of the tongue,” I smiled, sliding into the booth across her. “I’m still not used to being a mum yet.”“Uh huh,” she sat down, her eyes never leaving my face. “I’m just going to pretend like it’s not crazy.”I was about to say something when a waiter walked towards us. He was young with jet black hair and a nice smile. “Can I get you ladies started with drinks?”“Yes!” Celine turned to him, flashing him a huge smile. “We need wine. A bottle of your best Pinot Noir.” She glanced at me. “You know what? Make it two bottles.”I shot her a look. “Celine…”“Yeah?” She grinned. “You deserve it. It’s been a long day.”He smiled at her. “On it.”He walked away and I picked up the menu glancing through it. A part of me hoped that Eric was actually taking care of Miles. Well, he had better. That was his son.“I still find it interesting…”I looked up to see her staring at me.“What?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.She shook her head. “That you’ve become so cold hearted.” She shrugged