All Chapters of Rebirth Has Never Felt This Good : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21 Jessica Hemsworth “What took you so long?” Eloise snapped as she came to meet me at the doorstep, eyes blazing with fury. “Do you need me to turn back from here?” She scoffed, clenching her jaw tightly. “Come in.” She left the door wide open for me, and I walked inside. I tried to ignore this woman after I heard she was sick, but something pushed me. To help her since I was the only one that could. I guess I can't change the fact that I'm a good person. “Where is she?” I dropped my handbag on the couch, turning to Eloise. “She's upstairs. In her room.” And without another word, I left for her room. The woman was lying on the bed, groaning as I walked inside. She turned to me weakly, but her mood changed the moment she saw me. “This is your fault, Jessica! I wouldn't be in this condition if you had come over to make my herb when I asked you to.” I scoffed, “Maybe you wouldn't have really been in this condition if your daughter had learned how to take

Chapter 23Jessica Hemsworth “So, will you sell the design to Paragon fashion house?” I nodded, not thinking twice about it. If this really clicks, then it'll be my first ever sales. “I'm offering a million dollars for it. Is that fine with you?”I froze, and my eyes widened. A million fucking what?I pinched the skin under my dress, perhaps this was a dream, but I felt the sting. A reminder that this was no dream. This was a damn reality.“I know you are new to this, so I will put you through…” he paused. “We pay our artist for each design that they sketch, and this depends on the market value. We pay royalties to the artist as long as the pay keeps coming in, but this will be a one-time payment, since it's an exclusive wedding dress for my client.”He explained, and I could only mouthed a ‘wow’. The artist must be wealthy. I mean, Paragon fashion house is one of the top fashion companies, making at least fifty million in a month.“So, what do you say?” He leaned close, hands on

Chapter 25 Jessica Hemsworth ‘Jessica H.’. I sealed the contract with Mr. Hall with my signature, and pushed the file to him. “Forward your account details to my email, and payment will be made within seven business days.” He put the document in his drawer. Just like that, I'm going to earn my first million? It still felt like I was dreaming. “Thank you, Mr. Hall.” He dropped a heap of documents on the desk. “I need you to sort the documents. By days and months.” “Alright. I'll get to it.” I picked up the files and went to sit on the sofa, getting myself busy with it. An hour had passed before I rounded up, and as I lifted my gaze to tell him that I was done, I saw him grabbing his coat. “You can get some rest when you're done. I'll be back in two hours.” He left the office, and I exhaled deeply, dragging my fingers through my hair. Am I going to stay here all alone, bored? Well, I guess so. I reached for my sketchbook and started to draft down something,

Chapter 27 Viktor Holt Susanne met me at the door, her face beaming with smiles. “Here.” I said, handing the plastic bag that contained her medication. “Thank you… Why don't you come inside? Let's talk.” She opened the door wide for me, her eyes on me. I hesitated. “Come on, Viktor. I know you are still mad at me about what happened. Can we talk about it, please?” “Fine!” I walked past her into her living room. “What should I offer you?” “Nothing. I'm fine.” Her eyes flickered with sadness and disappointment. “Please sit.” I sat on the couch. “I'll get you something to drink.” She said and left hurriedly without waiting for my reply. My eyes wandered around her large living room. Her portraits were hanging in almost every corner. Susanne has been acting and modeling for years, so getting a luxurious life was a piece of cake for her. Something caught my attention. A picture of Susanne and my late wife, Anna. I stood and went to pick it. My heart

Chapter 29Jessica Hemsworth“Good job… I’ll take it from here, Jess. You should go back to the company,”Mr. Hall said as he stepped out of the villa.I blinked. He got here before us.“Alright, Mr. Hall.”As I turned to leave, my eyes met Mr. Wong’s again. The same unreadable stare. Cold. Too still.He’d been staring the entire drive, and now—again. Not like a man appreciating a woman, no. It was like he was dissecting me, watching how I moved, how I spoke… like I was a riddle he planned to solve.I glanced one last time before climbing into the car. Even as we pulled out, I could still feel his eyes clinging to the glass.Weird.“He’s weird,” I muttered under my breath, leaning my head back against the seat.But a faint smile crept across my lips as Mr. Hall’s voice echoed in my head: “Good job.”“I knew I could pull it off,” I whispered. A small win. It felt good.Back at the office, I was barely seated when my phone rang. Alicia.“Hey, babes,” I said, sinking into the couch, finge