Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn! Princess Leila's Second Chance: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Leila"I… I…" she stammered, her voice a broken thread, her mind scrambling for a lie. "I panicked. I don't remember which precinct…"I leaned closer, my stare a blade at her throat. "Don't you remember where you were kidnapped? Don't you remember where you came from,walking all the way to this place?"Lucas cut in, his tone sharp, protective. "Josephine was just kidnapped and is still in fear. Of course she can't remember anything when you interrogate her like this.""Let her figure out the ins and outs of the matter before accusing me of being the mastermind behind her fake kidnapping," I shot back, my patience thinning. "Plus, she can't even recall where she was kidnapped, but she could still hear whispers in her coma. How conveniently forgetful she is."Josephine buried her face in Lucas's chest, her sobs rising, loud and pitiful. "Look, Josephine is crying even harder," Lucas said, his voice softening for her, hardening for me. "How can you be so unempathetic?"I sneered, the tas

LeilaI don't remember the taxi ride home. Just fragments: the driver's nervous glance in the rearview, Lucas' limo glued to the bumper like a shadow, the way my knuckles whitened on the door handle.Anger hummed in my veins, thick and hot, until every breath tasted like ash. The world outside the window blurred—storefronts, streetlights, faces—all of it slurring into a smear of disgust.Everything repulsed me. The way the taxi's AC smelled like mildew. The honk of a truck that made my skull throb. The audacity of Lucas, his car inches behind, as if he thought proximity could erase what he'd done. As if his luxury wheels and tailored suit could patch the hole he'd torn in me, again.Hatred bubbled up, familiar as a scar. It wasn't just today—the humiliation in front of the crowd, the way he'd grabbed me like I was property. It was the echo of my past life, sharp and unforgiving. The years he'd ignored me, left me to rot in that gilded cage of a house, his indifference a slow poison. A

LeilaHis fingers stilled. For a moment, he said nothing. Then he smiled, a slow, knowing smile.I stood by the window, my reflection a ghost in the polished glass, my dress cinched too tight at the waist, as if he'd chosen it to remind me I was tethered. A perfect doll for his perfect house."Why do you want to go to school?" Lucas asked, his back to me as he crossed to the bar. The crystal decanter clinked against his glass, the sound sharp, deliberate. "Isn't it nice to stay at home as a full-time wife?" His voice was smooth, but it carried that edge, the one that warned me to tread carefully."I always wanted to learn more," I said, softening my tone, a practiced gentleness that felt like swallowing glass. "I could help you, share some of the workload. You're always so busy."He took a sip of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the chandelier's light. "I'll handle business matters myself," he said. "I don't need your help. You just need to take care of things at home. Nona's gettin

LeilaI opened my eyes, my body heavy, as if the air itself pressed me into the thin mattress. Beside me, sprawled on his stomach, was Darren, his hand curled around mine, his breath soft and uneven in sleep. His silver hair spilled across his forehead, catching the faint glow of the bedside lamp.My chest tightened. Darren. My Darren. Was this real, or had I slipped into some cruel dream again? I squeezed his hand, just enough to test the weight of reality.His eyes snapped open, green as forest shade, and he jolted upright. "Leila! You're awake!" His voice cracked, raw with something that sounded like relief and desperation knotted together. Before I could speak, he pulled me into his arms, his warmth flooding through me, solid and unyielding. If this was a dream, I'd claw my way into it and never leave. I buried my face against his chest, the scent of him - pine and salt and something fiercely alive - overwhelming the sterile stink of the ward. My throat burned, and I let the tears

Leila"Y-Yes!" Tina stammered, her lips trembling, her voice barely audible."Why did she give you money?!" Lucas's fists were so tight I thought his knuckles might split.Tina burst into tears, her words spilling out in a rush. "Miss Curran… She once gave me a bottle of supplements, saying it could help Luna sleep better after taking it… But the supplements have a relatively strong effect, so only a little can be added each time, into the tonic Luna drinks before going to bed every night. Miss Curran didn't let me tell anyone about this, so she would give me 1,000 yuan as hush money every month…"Lucas moved faster than I'd ever seen him. He grabbed Tina by the collar, lifted her like she weighed nothing, and slammed her to the ground. "How dare you?!" he roared. Tina hit the floor hard, a gasp escaping her as blood trickled from her mouth. She scrambled backward, her hands raised in defense.Nona trembled, her finger shaking as she pointed at Josephine. "Why are you hitting a maid?!