All Chapters of Reborn Without You: Chapter 801 - Chapter 810

Amelia crouched down before Evelyn and caressed her soft hair. “Evelyn, this is your dad’s home. We…might need to stay here for a while.”Evelyn’s soft toy was pressed out of shape in her hands. She looked up at Amelia, confusion filling her crystal-clear eyes.Her dad’s home? Those words sounded so foreign, like a castle in the air that only existed in a fairytale.The man who was always so smartly dressed in a suit, with a cold, hard look in his eyes. The man who never failed to render her mom silent each time he was mentioned. The man whom she kept sneaking glances at but never dared to call Dad. He turned out to have such a beautiful house.Her brows furrowed, a small voice inside her getting excited while another small voice rang fearfully in opposition.Her dad didn’t want to admit that she was his daughter. Other children at her kindergarten were always picked up by their dads. She had to watch on as her dad came to pick up his older brother while he denied her identity.

The only ones Christopher wanted to protect from start to end were Amelia and Evelyn.Nicole wanted to use a fake “threat” to divert his attention, so he pretended to be bewitched by her, thereby convincing her that her plan was flawless. That was the only way he could secretly lay the perfect trap and eliminate the true danger lurking underneath.Amelia felt something erupt in her heart. There was a mix of bitterness and agitation in her heart that made tears well up in her eyes.He had done so much, protecting them in his own way, while she remained ignorant. She had even misunderstood him for so long.“Christopher…” Amelia choked back tears and wanted to say something, but all those words she wanted to speak were stuck in her throat. How could she truly let go of all those things that had happened?She couldn’t speak of forgiveness, nor could she begin to lay blame on Christopher.Christopher’s heart ached when he saw the tears brimming in Amelia’s eyes. He instinctively wan

Christopher swallowed hard, his fingers gripping the side of his shirt. He looked as though he was trying to suppress his overflowing emotions as he remained silent for a few seconds.When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.“I love you very much, from the depths of my heart.”Amelia’s eyes widened as her fists clenched. Her breath caught in her lungs.She looked at the mixed emotions roiling in the depths of Christopher’s eyes and felt something stuck in her throat.Amelia never expected such a response from him.It was such a direct answer.He bowed his head, avoiding her gaze. His tone suddenly changed as he confessed to her in all honesty, “Just as I am unworthy of loving you.”Amelia looked at him and asked, “If your plan fails and both Evelyn and I die, will you still insist on not telling me?”Christopher paused for a moment. “You always ask me that, but what you ask me isn’t based on facts.”Amelia shivered, her heart clenching. “So if I were to give you a second chance,

Silence ensued in the room once more, with the sole exception of the clock that ticked away, as though counting down to something.Sunlight moved in the air, the line between darkness and light slowly climbing up Christopher’s knees, but it never made it to his eyes and the darkness in them.Jessica knew nothing she said would persuade him.This man was bent on paving the way for Amelia and Evelyn at the expense of his own life. There was no concept of self in his world, only them.She stood up, picked up his medical records and said softly, “I’ll keep a close eye on Felix’s operation next week.”Christopher nodded without turning back.Jessica opened the door and walked out.The moment the door shut, she heard a soft sigh coming from inside the room. It was like a feather landing on her heart, but its landing felt as heavy as a hammer.She stood in the corridor, looking at the sky through the window.The clouds were very low, as though warning of impending rain.She suddenly

The white lights in the office shine hard and cold, stretching out Christopher’s shadow.He rubbed his fingers subconsciously against the buttons on his sleeve, his gaze landing on Amelia’s tense jawline. He swallowed hard, as though wanting to say something.Amelia looked up, her eyes crystal-clear.She pursed her lips and said calmly, “Christopher, come talk to me once you’ve thought it through. We should be open and honest with each other instead of being so vague.”Whether it was true hatred or a mere misunderstanding, they should thrash things out.She turned to leave without waiting for Christopher’s response.Christopher remained where he was, his fingers pressing down hard on his sleeve button until he felt a pain along the edges. He released his finger and looked out into the corridor where Amelia disappeared into, mixed feelings roiling in the depths of his eyes.The next morning, sunlight filtered through the windows onto the white sheets on the hospital bed.When Am