All Chapters of Reborn to Ruin Her Husband : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Elias walked back into the ballroom. He looked perfectly clean in his fresh white shirt. He spotted Thea immediately. She was the center of a large circle of important people. She was speaking, and everyone was listening.He walked up behind her and placed a hand on the small of her back. Thea turned and smiled."You’re back," she said. "Did you manage to fix it?""Marcus is a lifesaver," Elias said. "He had a spare in the car. What did I miss?""Not much," Thea said. "Just a few people asking if I really am as smart as the rumors say.""And what did you tell them?""I told them to watch the news tomorrow morning," she replied with a wink.Across the room, Maya and Serena were standing together near the heavy curtains of the balcony. They both looked like they had swallowed lemons."Look at them," Serena hissed. "He just rejected me in the bathroom, Maya. He chose her over everything I offered.""He rejected you?" Maya asked, her eyes widening. "I thought you said you had him in your

The Sterling mansion felt like a graveyard. The air was heavy, and the silence was only broken by the sound of Maya’s screaming. She was in the middle of the grand living room, her phone gripped in her hand like a weapon. Every time she scrolled, she saw a new video of herself looking like a fool at the Gala."I hate them! I hate her! I hate everyone!" Maya screamed. She threw her phone against the wall. It hit a family portrait and fell to the floor, the screen shattering. "They’re laughing at me! Look at the comments! They’re calling me a clown! They’re saying the Sterlings are finished!"She grabbed a crystal vase from a side table and hurled it into the fireplace. The sound of breaking glass echoed through the house. "Thea thinks she won! She thinks she can just take my life away!" Maya paced back and forth, her hair a mess, her expensive red dress from the night before still wrinkled and stained. "And where are my friends? Where is Sarah? Where is Clara? I’ve called them fifty

The silence in the office was so sharp it felt like it could cut through bone. Elias stood frozen, his hands still hovering where he had just shoved Serena away. His heart was hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. He looked at the door, and for a second, he wished the ground would simply open up and swallow him whole. Thea stood there. She didn't drop the folder. She didn't scream. She didn't even gasp. In her past life, this scene would have destroyed her. She would have burst into tears, run out of the building, and hidden in a dark room for a week, blaming herself for not being enough for him.But that Thea was dead.Thea walked into the room. Her footsteps were light and steady on the expensive carpet. She didn't look at Serena’s exposed skin with jealousy. She didn't look at Elias with heartbreak.She walked straight to the desk, leaned over, and placed the folder down with a soft thud. "Thea," Elias gasped, his voice cracking. "Listen to me. I—"Thea held up a han

The heavy oak doors of the Vane mansion swung open with a bang and Beatrice Vane marched into the foyer. Serena followed behind her, head bowed, still clutching her handkerchief. George Vane walked in last, looking at the ceiling as if he wanted to be anywhere else."Look at this place," Beatrice hissed, running a gloved finger over a side table. "Dust everywhere. I’ve been gone for six months, and the house is falling apart. It’s exactly what happens when you leave a common girl in charge.""Beatrice, it’s five-thirty in the morning," George muttered. "Maybe we should go to the guest room.""I am not going to any guest room in my own house!" Beatrice snapped. She turned to the stairs, ready to scream for the butler, but a light from the kitchen caught her eye.Thea was sitting at the marble island. She was holding a white porcelain cup, the steam from the coffee curling around her calm face. She didn't look shocked. "Good morning, Mother. Father," Thea said. Her voice was smooth and

THEA’s POV The mansion was quiet after the front door slammed shut. Elias stood in the foyer, his chest heaving as he stared at the door where his parents had just disappeared. I stood a few feet behind him, my hand still touching my burning cheek. The slap was fading into a dull throb, but the fire inside me was just getting started."They won’t stop, Thea," Elias whispered, finally turning to look at me. His eyes were full of a guilt that broke my heart. "My mother... she doesn't know how to lose. She’s going to strike back, and it’s going to be ugly.""I know," I said. I walked over to him and took his hand. His fingers were cold. "But I’m not the girl who hides in the bedroom anymore, Elias. Let them strike. I’ve been practicing my swing."**I was right. Beatrice and George Vane didn't check into the Ritz. They didn't go to a spa to calm down. Instead, they drove straight to the oldest law firm in the city, the one that had handled the Vane family secrets for three generatio