บททั้งหมดของ Reborn Without You: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Evelyn glanced at Nathan.He stuck out his tongue. "Try-hard."She took a deep breath, ignored him, and stepped onto the stage.Standing in front of the computer, Evelyn opened a simple program she had learned from Amelia. She planned to create a digital portrait of Richard right then and there.As she worked, the figure on the screen became sharper and more lifelike with every stroke.The guests in the audience widened their eyes in disbelief. A child so young, and she could manipulate a program to produce such detailed imagery?Even Richard's eyes lit with a hint of admiration.Lucia's expression darkened with each passing second. When had Evelyn even learned these skills?Nicole's brow furrowed as she watched Evelyn's every move; she could see clearly that the girl was operating the program herself. At such a young age, it seemed impossible.Lucia's face remained cold as she summoned a servant and whispered a few words into their ear.Amelia kept her gaze on the big screen

Amelia still kept some clothes in Whitmore Manor.Just as she closed the door, she ran into Stephanie passing by the courtyard gate."Mia," Stephanie called, holding a large umbrella as she strode toward the door. "Where's Chris? Not with you?"Amelia knew perfectly well this was just a deliberate jab, a way to provoke her.She forced a wry, mocking smile onto her face. "If you're looking for him, you can just call him."Stephanie immediately sensed the complete shift in Amelia's attitude, which was a full 180-degree turnaround. Before, Amelia used to butter up the Zephyr family members every chance she got. Now, she carried herself with an air of authority, cold and untouchable.Stephanie assumed it was Amelia's insecurity kicking in after seeing how impressive Nicole had been. Tonight, at the birthday banquet, Nicole had shone, while Amelia, as Christopher's wife, had looked diminished and out of place."Not worried that your husband isn't home? Aren't you afraid he'll divorce

Christopher glanced at Amelia, his expression calm, almost amused. He probably thought pretending in front of her was just as nauseating.Amelia didn't care what he thought. She stood up and took Evelyn's hand, then walked straight out. She had already called a car ahead of time, unwilling to lower herself to leave in the same one as Christopher.Nathan stared after them, utterly confused. "Why's Mommy so worked up? Who upset her?"Christopher quietly turned away and said nothing."Daddy, can I ask Ms. Nikki to come over after school today to help with homework? I want to learn the stuff Evie did yesterday, too."Christopher slowly set down his napkin. "You can call her and see if she has time."-After dropping Evelyn off at kindergarten, Amelia called Cyrus to check on the appeal process.His voice on the other end was calm and steady. "It's already submitted for review, and you'll get a notice once the case is filed. You can also check the process on the official website."

Amelia sneered inwardly.The entry code had long been changed, and coming back now was nothing short of self-humiliation. The marriage wasn't over, yet in this house, she was already little more than a guest.Amelia hummed and didn't bother explaining anything to Anna. Her mind was focused on the purpose of her visit. "Has Christopher come home?"Anna replied. "He hasn't returned yet. He said he's working late tonight, and he might not be back.""Mommy's home?"Nathan came bounding down from upstairs. Seeing Amelia, his face lit up. After all, Amelia hadn't been home in so long. Though he wouldn't admit it, he had missed her.He especially missed her cooking—he hadn't tasted her meals in ages.Like old times, he leapt into Amelia's arms. "Mommy, can you take me to school tomorrow? I want to eat the shrimp you make in the morning."Shrimp made by anyone else gave him allergies, but Amelia's never did. And it tasted amazing. Nathan nuzzled into her, acting spoiled.Amelia felt a

Christopher lifted a hand and rubbed his temple lazily, as if it didn't matter. "Set up some bath water for me, and get something to sober me up."Amelia looked at him, her eyes brimming with scorn.What did he think she was? A free maid, a cheap laborer to have his children and take care of his household?If this had been years ago, she wouldn't have needed to be told. She would have rushed to tend to him, careful not to let him suffer even a little.But now, Amelia found it almost laughable. Even drunk and barely aware of his surroundings, he still saw her as nothing more than a servant, leaving everything to her and doing as little as possible himself.She let out a bitter, mocking laugh. "Ask your precious Nikki to wash you."As Amelia stepped out of the villa, she ran into Nicole, who had just returned from making a call."Mia, is the bath ready?" Nicole asked.Amelia sneered coldly, then walked away without a word.Nicole watched her go for a moment, then turned and we