All Chapters of Reborn to Ruin Her Husband : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ELIAS’S POVThe drive back from Scott Beckett’s office was the longest thirty minutes of my life. I didn't speak. I just stared at the back of the driver’s seat, my mind replaying Scott’s words over and over again.She refused the phone. She didn't mention your name once. Thea was moving on, and she was doing it in a house that belonged to a man who clearly wanted to take my place."Sir, we’re approaching the Sterling estate," Marcus said quietly from the front seat.I looked out the window. Arthur Sterling was drowning in debt. He was a desperate man, and desperate men were dangerous."Are you sure about this, Elias?"I turned to the man sitting next to me. Julian Vane, my cousin and my only real friend, was looking at me with a worried expression. He had joined me at the office after hearing about the scene I made with Scott."I don't have a choice, Julian," I said, my voice sounding hollow. "As long as Arthur has that medical guardianship rule, he can claim she’s mentally unfit.

THEA’s POV I didn't stop to look back. I practically ran through the front doors walking straight past the dining room, where the smell of coffee still hung in the air. "Thea? Is everything—" Andrea started to ask, but I didn't answer. I couldn't. My throat was tight, and my vision was starting to blur. I took the stairs two at a time, reached my room, and slammed the door. I threw myself onto the bed, and finally, the tears I had been holding back since the gate burst out.It was so unfair. It was so incredibly cruel.Why now? I thought, gripping the silk pillowcase. Why are you doing this now, Elias?In my past life, I would have knelt in the dirt for that envelope. I would have died for him to spend a hundred million dollars for me just to say I was his. I had spent years begging him to just look at me when I entered a room. And he had ignored me until I died. But now, in this life, where I was finally trying to stand on my own, he was suddenly the devoted husband. He was su

THEA’S POVI looked at the dark stain on my cream silk dress one last time in the mirror. It was a mess. "Don't look so sad, Thea," Maya’s voice echoed off the tiles. She was still leaning against the wall, her eyes shining with a mean light. "It’s just a dress. Though, I suppose it’s the nicest thing you’ve worn since you got out of the special hospital, isn't it?"I didn't answer her. I turned my back on her and walked out into the hallway. My heart was thumping against my ribs, but I forced my legs to move steadily. I just wanted to get back to Scott and Andrea. I wanted to go home.But Maya wasn't done. I heard her heels clicking rapidly behind me. The effrontery to keep on following me just to insult me. As I stepped out into the main dining room, the atmosphere changed instantly."Thea! Wait up!" Maya shouted.She didn't whisper and she certainly wasn’t trying to be discreet. She shouted my name so loud that the pianist stopped playing for a second. Every head in the room tur

THEA’s POV The room went silent. What the …? Elias did what? How did he even have Marcus following Scott to the point that I didn’t know ? Has he had people following me around before like this? And now using his money to take care of things after I’ve warned him? "See, Thea?" Clara said. "Elias is taking care of you. Just let him pay. It makes things so much easier."I felt a cold, sharp anger rising in my throat. Elias was doing it again. Even after I yelled at him at the gate, even after I told him I didn't want his money, he was trying to buy my loyalty. He wanted me to know that he was the one in charge. He wanted the world to see the bill and know that Thea Vane was his property.I looked at the woman from the office. "Tell Marcus to tell Elias that I am not interested."The woman blinked. "I'm sorry?" "I said no," I said, my voice as hard as stone. "I don't want his blank check. I don't want his company name on my clothes. And be sure to relay my message to him exactly ho

THEA’S POVThe silence in my room at the Beckett mansion was absolute. The only sound was the faint glow of my phone screen as I hit replay on the video for the tenth time. There it was again. Maya, my ridiculous sister, being dragged out of L'Etoile by two security guards. Her face was twisted in a mask of pure, ugly rage and it was so satisfying to watch over and over again. I set the phone down on the nightstand and sighed. It was hard to believe that this woman was my own blood. I looked down at my hand, twisting the diamond-encrusted wedding band Elias had forced onto my finger three years ago. I had been so happy to wear this then not minding the fact that it was an arranged marriage. It was supposed to be Maya and Elias but she refused and handed it over to me. So why was she trying hard to sabotage him and I relationship when she never wanted him in the first place? Was it that she just couldn’t bear to see me happy? Why do you hate me so much, Maya? I whispered to the em