Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn Of The CEO’s Cold-Hearted Wife: Kabanata 231 - Kabanata 240

AUTHOR’S POV. “Why?”Xavier's voice wasn't loud, neither did it shake, but that simple word cut through the air. Damian froze where he stood near the desk, a file still half-pulled from the drawer. For a second, something flickered across his face, calculation, maybe denial, but it was gone just as quickly. Then he turned slowly.Xavier stepped fully into the office and closed the door behind him so calmly a flicker of fear passed through Damian’s eyes for a second, but it was gone as quickly as it came. His expression was not explosive, no, It was much worse. It was calm.“Why?” Xavier repeated.A dry chuckle escaped Damian’s throat. He shook his head slightly. “So you’re not stupid after all.”Xavier stared at him as though he were looking at someone he had never met before. The familiarity was gone. The ease was gone. What remained was disbelief wrapped in restraint.“I asked you a question.” His jaw tightened. “Why? Why would you do this? We are friends. We are brothers. So wh

AUTHOR’S POV. The bar was the same one Lilith had met Billy in a week ago.Same old ceiling, sticky floors and the smell of alcohol soaked into the wood like it had lived there for decades. A broken neon sign flickered above the counter, casting uneven light across the room. It was the kind of place people chose when they did not want to be seen.Lilith stepped inside more confidently than she had done the last time. She wore something simple, something that would not draw attention this time, but her eyes scanned the room the moment she entered.Of course some men still catcalled and winked at her but she wasn't as terrified as the last time. Billy was already there.He sat in the same corner booth as last time, half in shadow, a glass in front of him that he barely touched. His posture was relaxed, but there was nothing careless about him. He watched people the way predators did, without looking like he was watching at all.Lilith slid into the seat across from him.“You’re late,”

AUTHOR’S POV. The house was finally completely silent. It was past midnight and the silence settled deep into the walls, the world outside seemed distant.There was no single noise, not even that of cricket’s and even the sound of the water fountain outside seemed to have been muted. Inside his room, Jaxon slept lightly beneath the covers.Sleep had never come easily to him.Years of living with a mother whose moods shifted like sudden storms had trained his body to remain alert even when his eyes were closed. Somewhere deep in his mind, there was always a part of him listening.Waiting for something bad to happen, and that was why he felt it.The presence.At first it was only a faint sensation, like the air in the room had changed. The subtle feeling of someone watching him.Jaxon’s breathing stayed steady, but his mind sharpened instantly.Someone was there.Standing in the darkness.His heart began to beat faster as he slowly opened one eye.The room was dim. The faint glow fro

AUTHOR’S POV. The heavy iron gates of the mansion slowly closed behind Lilith.The sound echoed faintly in the quiet morning air.For a few seconds, she stood on the pavement outside the estate, the two suitcases the guards had handed her sitting beside her feet.The morning sun was bright, the street calm, birds chirping somewhere in the distance.Anyone passing by would have thought it was a normal morning, but the expression on Lilith’s face was anything but calm.Her lips curved slowly into a thin smile.There was no sadness, no humiliation or regret.Only calculation.She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out her phone.Her fingers dialed a number she clearly knew by heart.The call connected after two rings.Lilith leaned lightly against the metal gate behind her.“I’ve been kicked out,” she said calmly.The voice on the other end was deep and quiet.“Do you have it at least?”Lilith’s smile widened slightly.“Yeah,” she replied. “I have it.”There was a short pause, then the

AUTHOR’S POV. The private jet touched down smoothly on the runway, the massive aircraft gliding forward before gradually slowing to a stop. Inside the quiet cabin, Xavier remained seated for a few seconds even after the engines powered down. His hands rested on his knees while his eyes remained fixed on the window beside him.Los Angeles.He had been here many times before. Business deals, conferences, charity events, negotiations that stretched late into the night—this city was not unfamiliar to him. Yet today, sitting inside that jet, something about arriving here felt completely different.The moment the wheels touched the ground, his heart had begun to beat faster.Aurora was here.Somewhere in this city.He did not know exactly where she lived now. He did not know where she worked or how she spent her days. He did not even know if she would want to see him if their paths crossed. But the simple fact that they were now breathing the same air, walking the same streets, existing wi