All Chapters of Reborn Of The CEO’s Cold-Hearted Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Aurora lay on the metal bed, her body draped in a stark white sheet that covered her from chest to toe. Only her face was left uncovered, framed by hair that had been gently brushed back, though it looked lifeless without the soft glow of her spirit animating it.Xavier stopped dead in his tracks.His breath hitched painfully, his chest tightening as though invisible hands squeezed the air from his lungs. He stumbled back, his shoulder colliding with the doorframe, the strength draining from his body.“No…” The word cracked out of him like a broken thing. His hands reached blindly behind him for balance, but nothing steadied him…not the wall, not the air, not even Dr. Henry standing a few feet away.Aurora looked like she was merely sleeping, as though she might open her eyes at any second, scold him for worrying, and then smile at him the way she once did in the early days of their marriage. But her skin was too pale, too still, her lips devoid of the warmth he had kissed countless t

Xavier stepped out of the emergency ward, the heavy doors closing behind him with a dull thud. The corridor seemed unnaturally quiet, save for the low hum of fluorescent lights above. Dr. Henry was waiting, arms crossed, face solemn.“What do I need to do?” Xavier’s voice was low, hoarse, almost unrecognizable to himself. “The… the papers. Tell me what I need to sign.”Dr. Henry studied him for a long moment, his expression unreadable, then gave a small nod.“This way, Mr. Steele.”The walk to his office felt endless. Every step echoed, each sound hammering Xavier’s skull like a cruel reminder of reality. When they finally entered, Dr. Henry gestured for him to sit before pulling out a neat stack of documents.“These are the necessary forms. The death certificate. Consent for transfer to the morgue. Authorization for autopsy, should you choose it.” His tone was professional, but the heaviness in his eyes betrayed something more human.Xavier sat, his trembling hands unfolding the paper

The air inside the morgue clung to Xavier’s skin like ice, heavy and merciless. Each breath he drew felt foreign, shallow, as if the room itself rejected his presence. His eyes remained fixed on the tiny body laid out before him, and with that sight, memory pulled him under, dragging him back to a moment he could never undo.It was a Saturday morning, and the house had been alive with hurried steps.“Daddy!” Elara’s voice had rung down the hallway, light and bubbling with excitement. She darted toward him, her small hands gripping a sheet of paper. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair slightly mussed from running, but her eyes glowed with pride.“Look! I got a hundred!” She held the paper up in front of him, practically bouncing on her toes as he adjusted his tie, his phone buzzing endlessly with messages from Jaxon’s teacher.Xavier, adjusting his cufflinks, barely glanced at it. “Good job.” He murmured, distracted, slipping his watch onto his wrist, his mind already elsewhere.For a m

Before Xavier could brace himself, Cole turned on him and drove his fist into Xavier’s face. The crack of bone against skin echoed through the office.Xavier’s head snapped to the side, his body stumbling back into the desk. He didn’t raise a hand to defend himself. The pain was nothing compared to the punishment he already carried inside.Cole’s chest heaved, his fists trembling as he loomed over him. “You…this is all your fault. Why are you here huh? You don’t get to grieve her,” he spat. “You don’t get to cry over her now, not when you let her die alone. Not when you left her to fight battles you should’ve fought with her.” His voice broke. “Not when you gave her every reason to stop wanting to live.”Xavier wiped the blood from his lip with a shaking hand, his eyes glassy, haunted. He didn’t speak. Couldn’t. Because every accusation was truth.Dr. Henry finally stepped between them, his hand firm on Cole’s shoulder. “Enough.” His voice carried quiet authority. “Aurora is gone. Fig