All Chapters of Reborn: Leave Me Alone, Billionaire Ex: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Alexander lay on the vast, king-sized bed in his room. His shirt had been tossed aside carelessly, revealing faint red marks across his chest though they were slowly fading now.Earlier, he'd stumbled through the back gate of his mansion, wincing with every step as the pain pulsed through his chest like invisible fire."Call the doctor," he barked at the startled butler, "and get him now."Ten minutes later, Theo had bounded into his room like a breeze, his unruly curls bouncing, eyes gleaming with curiosity and mischief."Big brother, what happened this time? Another allergic reaction?" Theo leaned on the doorframe, smirking. He then moved forward and sniffed his brother. "Let me guess. You messed with Ophelia again?"Alexander, lying shirtless on the bed with a cold cloth pressed to his collarbone, scowled. "Shut up, Theo."Theo snorted. "You look like you got hit by an invisible snake. What’d she do, stab you with a rose petal?"Alexander glared at him. “She sprayed that perfume on

In her previous life, Ruby had done the same thing. She twisted every confrontation into a sob story for the cameras. She faked bruises and whispered lies to reporters about Sam being “controlling,” “paranoid,” and “violent behind closed doors.”With her status as a beloved actress and the media hanging on her every word, it didn’t take long for public opinion to turn against Sam. Photoshopped pictures, edited videos and fabricated chat logs.It all built into one massive scandal that went viral. Sam was labeled an abusive and cheating fiancé who tried to ruin Ruby’s rising career out of jealousy. He lost his job at Harvey Corp, faced online harassment, and was blacklisted in the industry. But the worst part wasn’t the public disgrace.It was how he broke, quietly and slowly, beneath the weight of shame and helplessness.Ophelia had visited him months later in a stark white room at the psychiatric hospital. He’d been hollow. His once vibrant, kind personality was eaten away by betrayal

In an effort to save face and pretend that everything was fine, Ruby put on her sweetest smile.“I'm really sorry for the misunderstanding. Why don't we go inside and have a drink? My treat.” She invited both Sam and Ophelia inside the private lounge.It was a clear attempt to make it seem like there were no hard feelings, no betrayal and just a misunderstanding between friends. Sam, still emotionally shaken, looked hesitant. Ophelia, on the other hand, didn’t trust Ruby for a second.She wanted to leave. But seeing the uncertainty in Sam’s eyes and knowing Ruby's manipulative nature, Ophelia couldn't walk away just yet. She couldn’t risk Ruby cornering Sam again and pulling another deceitful stunt behind closed doors. So, with reluctance, she gave a small nod and agreed to go inside.“That's great! Sam, let's go!”Behind her, Alexander watched in silence, the bitterness inside him deepening.Ophelia had just refused to speak with him privately. She made it clear she had no intention o

Marcus’s arrival shifted the atmosphere of the room like a sudden thunderclap. His tailored black coat brushed past his legs as he stepped in, his tall frame commanding attention without a word. Conversations stilled. All eyes turned toward him, some with curiosity, others with veiled anxiety.But none more than Ruby.Her face paled the moment she saw him. She hadn't expected him to come. How did he know she's here? Marcus’s sharp gaze scanned the room until it landed on her.“Ruby,” he said coolly, his voice laced with steel beneath its calm surface. “What are you doing here?”Ruby opened her mouth, searching for words, but before she could speak, Ophelia stepped forward.“She’s been making a scene,” Ophelia said evenly, her tone composed but unyielding. “Disrupting the evening, picking fights, and trying to provoke others.”Marcus’s brows drew together. He looked at Ruby, who shook her head quickly.“That’s not true!” Ruby protested, stepping forward, her voice a mix of desperation a

Ophelia followed Marcus out of the club, her steps a little slower, more hesitant than before. The crisp night air did little to cool the unexpected blush on her cheeks.“Um… Marcus,” she began softly, carefully avoiding his gaze, “It’s already quite late. Perhaps we could…have tea some other day instead?”The words felt clumsy on her tongue, an inadequate excuse for her sudden retreat. Marcus paused, turning slightly to observe her. The confident, sharp-tongued girl who had fearlessly faced down Elara and Alexander moments ago was gone. In her place stood a timid, bashful nineteen-year-old, fumbling with her words.The contrast amused him, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of his lips. It turned out even the formidable Ophelia Harvey had her moments of shyness.Before she could fully articulate her unspoken apology or explanation, Marcus cut in, his voice smooth and laced with an unexpected playfulness.“This is the second time you’ve used me, Miss Ophelia.”