Revenge Born of Betrayal のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Morning at Aurora house felt calmer than the previous day.Hazel was still asleep in her room. The servants were preparing breakfast in the kitchen, while Aurora sat on the back terrace reading through several delayed project reports.Darius Harrington hadn’t come that morning.He had an important meeting at Harrington Corporation early in the day.And strangely enough—the house felt emptier without him there.Aurora was just about to close her tablet when one of the house guards approached.“Ma’am…”Aurora looked up.“There’s a visitor.”“Who?”The guard hesitated for a few seconds before answering,“Mr. Dante.”Aurora immediately fell silent.A few moments later, she slowly rose to her feet and walked toward the front yard of the house.And sure enough—Dante was already standing there.He was wearing a simple black shirt. He no longer looked like the man who used to appear flawless at every occasion.But one thing hadn’t changed.The way he looked at Aurora.Directly.Full of cert

Night slowly settled over Aurora’s house.After Peter Walker left several hours earlier, the house had returned to its usual quiet. Hazel had already fallen asleep. The nanny had also gone to her room.But Aurora Blackwood still couldn’t truly rest.Her mind was still occupied with Dante’s visit that morning.The way Dante had stood in front of the gate. The way he had tried to force his way inside after hearing Hazel cry. And the way he still spoke as though everything could return to how it used to be.Aurora let out a slow breath before closing the laptop on her desk.A soft knock sounded at the door.Aurora lifted her gaze.“Come in.”The door opened slowly.Darius Harrington stood there.He had just arrived. His suit was still neat, though his face looked slightly tired after a full day of work.“You’re still awake,” he said.Aurora smiled faintly.“I could say the same thing to you.”Darius stepped inside carrying something in his hand.A small dark-colored box.Aurora frowned s

Darius’s words hung heavily in the main lobby.Dante’s expression changed instantly.And this time—his emotions finally snapped.One step.Then a hard punch landed directly against Darius’s face.Smack.Darius Harrington staggered slightly to the side. A thin line of blood immediately appeared at the corner of his lips.Several staff members gasped in shock.“Oh my God—”“Call security!”The lobby instantly descended into chaos.But before anyone could move any further—a woman’s voice rang sharply from the entrance.“Stop!”Every head turned at once.Aurora Blackwood stood there.She hurried into the lobby, her breathing slightly uneven. Her eyes immediately landed on Darius, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.And that sight alone made Dante tense even more.Aurora came.And she had seen him hit Darius.“Aurora…” Dante murmured softly.But Aurora didn’t even look at him right away.Instead, she walked straight toward Darius first.“Are you okay?” she asked quickly

Peter Walker stepped farther into Hazel’s room.The older man’s gaze remained fixed on Dante, who was still standing there with a tense expression and blood at the corner of his mouth.No one answered.Aurora Blackwood was still trying to calm Hazel in her arms. The little girl had finally stopped crying, though she still let out occasional soft hiccups while clutching Aurora’s clothes tightly.And that sight pierced Dante all over again.Because even after all his efforts—Hazel still reached for Aurora.Not for him.Peter stopped a few steps away from Dante.“You always thought everyone would keep waiting for you,” the older man continued calmly. “But the world keeps moving even while you destroy your own life.”Dante’s gaze immediately turned cold.“I didn’t come here to hear your lecture.”Peter smiled faintly.“But you did come here to face reality.”Dante slowly clenched his fists.His gaze fell back on Hazel.The baby was much calmer now in Aurora’s arms. One tiny hand had even

Peter’s words lingered in the air for a long time.Dante stood motionless in the middle of Hazel’s room, which suddenly felt much smaller than before.“…you only started chasing after Aurora again after you lost everything.”The man’s gaze gradually turned colder.“I didn’t come back because of money.”Peter Walker lifted a brow slightly.“Then why?”Because the most infuriating part of all this was—Dante himself no longer knew when his feelings had become this desperate.Back then, he had always believed Aurora Blackwood would remain there.Still waiting. Still forgiving. Still loving him.And it was precisely because of that certainty—that he had never truly been afraid of losing her.Until now.Until he saw Aurora standing beside Darius Harrington.Until he saw Hazel crying in his own arms.And worst of all—until he realized another man was slowly taking over every place he had once assumed would always belong to him.“I love Aurora,” Dante finally said.Peter chuckled softly.“