Rebirth Has Never Felt This Good のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Chapter 41 Jessica HemsworthA text from Susanne popped up on my phone screen as I walked back inside from the bathroom. Hesitantly, I picked it up and unlocked it.A picture of Susanne and Viktor, half-naked, stared back at me.“Your husband is with me. He fell asleep after having fun with me.”I stared at the image, feeling… nothing. No pain, no hatred. Just a flat, empty sensation.I tossed my phone onto the bed and muttered, “Good for them.”After my usual night routine, I settled on the bed with my sketchbook, trying to lose myself in lines and shapes. But my focus broke when my phone rang—an unregistered number flashing on the screen.I scoffed. “Calling me from another number because I didn’t reply to your text?”I snoozed the call, putting the phone aside. But barely five minutes later, it rang again. With a hesitant sigh, I picked up.“I’m busy.”“Oh! Did I call too late?”The voice was deep, smooth, and undeniably dangerous. I frowned, heart skipping.“Huh?”“My bad… it’s m

Chapter 43Jessica HemsworthI arrived at the office, excitement bubbling in my chest. I couldn’t wait to thank Mr. Hall for the credit alert—it felt unreal. For the umpteenth time, I checked my balance. Real. Definitely real.Stepping out of the elevator, I spotted Mr. Phill walking in the opposite direction. A frown etched his face the moment he saw me.I forced a smile. “Good morning, Mr—”“Come with me.” He cut me off, walking past me with a commanding air. “Don’t keep me waiting.” He glanced back, eyes sharp, and I hesitantly followed.On the rooftop, he stopped and crossed his arms.“Where is your sketchbook?”I blinked. “My sketchbook?”“Yes.”“What do you need it for?” I raised my guard. In the design world, protecting your sketches is crucial to prevent your work from being copied. Right now, I can’t fully trust him. Clearly, he harbors a lot of hostility toward me.I raised my guard. In the design world, protecting your sketches is crucial to prevent your work from being cop

Chapter 45Susanne's POV‘Hey! I’m on my way now.’I sent a text to Phill as I entered the parking lot, a smile playing on my lips.Phill and I had history—brief, but useful. He was always easy to manipulate with the right bait. When we reconnected on I***a a few days ago, I immediately knew he was exactly what I needed. He worked with Jessica. He hated her presence in the company. And men like Phill? They never turn down an opportunity when there’s something in it for them.This has to work. I won’t let that bitch walk around untouched. Not after what she did. I’ll burn everything around her if I have to.I spotted Phill the moment I stepped into the restaurant. Head bent over his phone, unaware. He hadn’t changed—still sharp suit, still that hunger in his eyes when they finally met mine.“Susanne…” He stood, flashing a grin as we hugged briefly. “Good to see you again.”“It’s been too long,” I said smoothly, sliding into the seat opposite him.His gaze lingered on me, that same old

Chapter 47 Jessica HemsworthThe faint scent of fabric dye and fresh roses still clung to my fingertips. For the past two weeks, I had barely left the studio. Every night bled into dawn as I hovered over my worktable, sketching designs, ripping pages when the lines weren’t perfect, stitching until my fingers ached and bled.The wedding dress for Mr. Hall’s client had become my obsession — silk tulle cascading like moonlight, pearl embroidery catching even the faintest light. I’d spent hours hand-stitching every bead, revising every sketch until the margins of my notebook were a graveyard of rejected drafts. This wasn’t just a dress. It was my soul on fabric.And today, everything depended on it.My heart thudded as I checked my phone for the umpteenth time. The result of the contest will be released in two hours. “Ugh! Why is the time unbelievably slow?” I groaned inwardly, tossing my phone beside me on the chair before going to resume sorting the documents Mr. Hall left for me ea

Chapter 49 Jessica Hemsworth The weight of the incident pressed on my heart as I dragged my feet through the long hallway of Viktor's apartment, barely holding myself together. Viktor sat in the living room, his gaze locked on his phone as he scrolled through it, but paused and stood the moment I stepped inside. “I thought you were never coming back home.” A smug smirk curled his lips, hands tucked in his pockets. “What was that video going viral on the internet?” I stared, clenching my fingers tightly that my knuckles almost turned white. I already had a bad, and the only thing on my mind now was how to sort this mess out. I wasn't cut out for his drama. I ignored Viktor, but as I walked past him, he held my hand, bringing me to an abrupt halt. “I only knew you as a scheming a bitch, and not a thief. Have you been hiding this side of you?” Heat crept up my throat, burning down to my chest. “I know you are desperate for money, which was why you schemed to marry me, but how c