Reborn: I Made My Best Friend Marry My Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Amara’s POVI was going through some documents on my desk when I felt a presence standing right in front of me.I didn’t need to look up to know who it was.“Amara.”His voice was firm.I slowly lifted my head.Damian stood there, his expression serious, his brows slightly furrowed like he had been thinking too much.“Can we talk?” he asked.I nodded without saying anything.We stepped outside to a quieter corner where no one would disturb us. The air felt tense, like something heavy was about to happen.“What is it?” I asked softly.He looked at me for a few seconds before speaking, like he was trying to control himself.“So… you’re going to China with Mr. Adrian?”The question came out more like an accusation than curiosity.I blinked slightly, surprised by his tone.“Yes,” I replied calmly. “It’s for work.”His jaw tightened immediately.“And you didn’t think to tell me?”I frowned a little, confused by his reaction.“I was going to. I’ve just been busy preparing—”“Busy?” he cut i

Adrian’s POV I had to meet my father early that morning, even though I originally planned to go to the airport with Amara.It was important, so I couldn’t avoid it.Still… I wasn’t pleased.When she called, I told her to go ahead without me.“I won’t be joining you. Go ahead,” I said, keeping my voice neutral. “I’ll meet you at the airport, and if I don’t make it, I’ll see you in China.”After ending the call, I focused on the meeting with my father.But even then… my mind wasn’t completely there.As soon as I was done, I left immediately and headed straight to the airport.I didn’t even realize how fast I was driving until I got there.And when I stepped into the terminal I saw her.She hadn’t left yet.For some reason, I felt relieved.I started walking toward her, but just then, she suddenly stood up like she was rushing somewhere.Before I could reach her, she bumped into someone.I stopped.They started exchanging pleasantries.The man smiled.She smiled back.Something a

Lily’s POV After work that day, I went to see Damian because I just wanted to know how he was after I had told him about Amara’s traveling, and honestly, he should have been angry.When I got to his office, I paused for a second before walking in, only to find Damian seated behind his desk, focused on his laptop and completely absorbed in his work, with no sighs, no frustration, and no sign of sadness—nothing at all, which made me frown slightly.“Damian,” I called softly as I stepped inside.He looked up briefly and said, “Lily,” and that was it no extra reaction, no change in expression.I walked closer, carefully watching his face before speaking again. “Have you… heard from Amara?” I asked cautiously, studying his reaction and waiting to see something, anything at all, but he didn’t even pause.“She is in China already,” he replied calmly, his eyes returning to his screen as if it meant nothing.That was all?just like that?.My chest tightened because that couldn’t be it,

Adrian’s POVThe moment I entered my room, I didn’t move any further, my hand remaining on the door handle as though I had been frozen in place, while my mind replayed everything that had just happened in the hallway with an intensity that refused to fade.She almost fell, and without thinking,without even giving myself a second to process it—I caught her, not once but twice, as though my body had already made the decision long before my mind could catch up.I exhaled slowly, my grip tightening slightly on the handle as the memory settled deeper into me instead of leaving.For a brief moment, I allowed myself to relive it completely, every detail unfolding again with dangerous clarity—the way she stumbled, the way her body fit so easily in my arms as if it belonged there, the way her breath hitched when I pulled her closer, soft and unsteady, sending a strange, unfamiliar tension through me that I could neither explain nor control.I closed my eyes, but it didn’t help, because I was s

Adrian’s POVAfter my shower, I went downstairs earlier than necessary, telling myself it was simply to stay on schedule and maintain discipline, but deep down I knew that wasn’t the truth, because the reality was much simpler and far more dangerous—I was waiting for her.I sat there, appearing calm and composed on the outside, my posture relaxed and my expression unreadable, yet my mind refused to be still as it kept replaying the entire day in relentless detail, every moment resurfacing with sharp clarity.The way she carried herself at the factories lingered the most—focused, sharp, completely different from the version of her I had known before—and it caught me off guard more than I cared to admit.She was serious when she worked, determined in a way that made it impossible to look away, and somehow that only made her even more distracting.There were moments when I wanted to praise her, to tell her she did well and that she had impressed me more than I expected, but I didn’t, and