Rebirth Has Never Felt This Good のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Chapter 32 Jessica Hemsworth Viktor cupped my cheek with his warm hand, his thumb brushing gently across my skin. His eyes searched mine, dark and intense—full of desire.He leaned in slowly, clearly aiming for a kiss.Nope. Not happening.My heart jumped—not from excitement, but from the sudden rush of panic. I placed my hand gently on his chest, offering him a small, apologetic smile.“Wait…” I whispered. “I—I feel a little lightheaded.”He stopped, inches from my face.I stepped back, placing a hand on my temple and exaggerating a small breath. “Sorry… I think it’s just the heat or something. My heart’s racing.”His expression flickered—disappointment quickly hidden under faux concern.他的表情闪过一丝失望，但很快就被虚假的关切掩盖。“You okay?” he asked.“Yeah, I just need to lie down for a bit,” I said, voice soft but firm.There was a long pause. Then he forced a smile.“Alright… you should rest. I’ll have dinner ready downstairs if you feel better later.”He leaned forward again, but this time just

Chapter 34 Jessica Hemsworth‘Hey! Where are you?’I resisted the urge to throw my phone across the boutique. Viktor’s third message in ten minutes. The notifications had been buzzing since I walked in.“Try this on,” Mr. Hall’s deep voice cut through my thoughts. He stood a few feet away, holding up a sleek red gown with elegant straps.He handed the dress to the attendant, a woman in her thirties who bowed slightly before gesturing for me to follow her.In the fitting room, the fabric slid over my skin like liquid silk. The dress was… stunning. Fitted in all the right places, it made me stand straighter without even thinking.“You look gorgeous,” the attendant said, smiling behind me. “I’m sure Mr. Hall will approve.”I gave a polite nod and followed her back out.“We’re here, sir,” she announced.Mr. Hall turned, ending a call. His gaze flicked over me, unreadable. “Not bad,” he said simply, then handed over his card.Somehow, the cool neutrality of his tone sent a strange jolt th

Chapter 36 Jessica Hemsworth Viktor grabbed my hand, squeezing it tightly as he dragged me back. “Let me go!” His eyes burned with rage as he let go of me. “What the hell do you think you are doing?” He huffed. “Have you no shame, Jessica?” “You are the shameless one here, Viktor! What the hell are you doing here?” I glared hard at him. Heart pounding hard. Breath rough. Stomach twisting with anger. How dare he show up here to embarrass me? “Where is the man? Where is that man you were hanging out with.” Viktor's eyes scanned around. For a second, I would've thought he was jealous if I didn't know how crazy he was. “You are crazy, Viktor. Why don't you stop embarrassing yourself and leave already?” I gritted out. Susanne stood with her hands crossed in front of her the whole time, a smirk dancing at the corner of her lips. She stepped forward, locking arms with Viktor as she said, “This is not fair to Viktor, Jessica. Why don't you go with him and settle this amicably?”

Chapter 38 Jessica Hemsworth The walls felt like they were closing in on me as I dragged my feet down the hallway to my office, heart pounding hard, legs almost trembling, fingers tightened around my bag. I dragged in a deep breath as I stood in front of Mr. Hall's office, before stepping inside. Mr. Hall sat behind his desk, his eyes glued to the computer screen. After Viktor caused a scene at the party days ago, everything became awkward until we left.“Good morning, Mr. Hall.”His eyes lifted slowly to mine. That steady, unreadable stare made warmth rush up my neck. “Good morning.”He checked his wristwatch, then back at me. “You’re late.”“I’m sorry, Mr. Hall. There was a traffic jam.”His gaze lingered on me for a beat before he nodded, looking back at the screen.The silence stretched, thick and tense, before I spoke again. “I’m sorry about last time, Mr. Hall. I didn’t—”“It’s fine, Ms. Hemsworth.” His voice was calm, but his tone carried a weight that made my pulse race.

Chapter 40 Susanne“Hello! I’m calling from Soundcity Bar. The owner of this phone is drunk, and you’re listed as one of his emergency contacts. Can you come pick him up?”Someone had called me earlier, using Viktor’s phone.Eyes glued to the road, fingers curling around the steering wheel, I pressed the accelerator harder, my pulse racing. Darkness swallowed the streets, the city quiet past nine o’clock. Thoughts twisted in my mind—what had Viktor gotten himself into? It wasn’t like him to drink that much; he barely tolerated alcohol.I screeched to a halt in front of the bar and barged inside, the smell of smoke and alcohol hitting me like a punch. Soft music played in the background, mocking my fury. And there he was—Viktor—slumped on a long bench, helpless and vulnerable.I strode to him, ignoring the bartender’s startled glance. “Yes. You called me. He’s my friend,” I said, taking the phone.Once Viktor was in my car, I drove us back to my apartment. There was no way I’d let hi