บททั้งหมดของ Rebirth for you: Redeeming the husband I betrayed : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Cassio Her presence beside me was a problem. I knew it the moment we stepped out of the car and walked into the house together. It lingered as we moved through the quiet halls, as the staff greeted us and disappeared, as the night wrapped around us in a way that felt too intimate for something that was supposed to be simple. And it was still there now, stronger, louder as we stood outside my bedroom door. My body hummed. Not subtly. Not something I could ignore. It was a low, restless awareness beneath my skin, tightening my chest, sharpening every breath I took. I kept reminding myself firmly that this meant nothing. We were just going to sleep. That was all. Nothing more. My body clearly disagreed. I exhaled slowly, steadying myself before pushing the door open and stepping aside. “After you.” She walked in first. I didn't follow immediately. I stayed at the doorway for a second, watching her as she stepped into my space, my private space and for some reason

Cassio Waiting had never been something I struggled with. I was a patient man by nature, calculated, controlled, rarely moved by things that required urgency unless absolutely necessary. But that evening, sitting in the parking lot with the engine off and my hands resting loosely on the steering wheel, I found myself restless. I glanced at the building entrance again. Still no sign of her. It gave me a few more seconds to think. Or overthink. I exhaled slowly, leaning back slightly in my seat. This shouldn't have felt complicated. It felt different now. Because things between us had changed. Not in a drastic way. Not in a way I could fully define. But enough to make me think twice about something as simple as telling my wife I wouldn't be home for the night. What if she gets angry or misunderstands? The sound of the building doors opening pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked up. And there she was. She walked toward the car with that composed stride of her

Sophie It had been two weeks since that night. Two weeks since my meddling Aunt had made Cassio and I shared a bed. Two weeks since I decided I was going to take matters into my own hands and started sleeping in Cassio's room. Since I decided things were going to change. And they had if I do say so myself. We slept in the same bed every night now. Every single night. There was no hesitation or awkwardness any longer. At this point , It was just routine, and it was very Comfortable. Nothing else had happened. No lines crossed have been crossed. No moments that blurred into something more. But still, something had shifted. We talked more. We ate together. We existed around each other without tension hanging over us like it used to. And I could feel the difference. The quiet easing of something that had once been tight and suffocating. It wasn't awkward waking up with him anymore. And getting into his arms and being wrapped in his glorious heat, wasn't something I

Sophie The moment Piper's words settled in the air, I knew exactly what to do. I didn't hesitate. Didn't pause. My eyes widened slightly, my lips parting as if I had just been caught completely off guard. Then I let them fill with tears. And before anyone could process what was happening, I broke. “I...I didn't want anyone to know...” My voice trembled as I spoke, my hands clutching onto my dress like I needed something to ground me. “I told you that in confidence, Piper...” The room shifted instantly. The attention that had been curious before turned sympathetic. I lowered my head slightly, letting a tear slip down my cheek. “It's already hard enough,” I continued, my voice cracking just at the right moments. “My grandfather freezing my accounts like I'm some kind of child who needs to be punished...” A few gasps. Soft murmurs. Exactly what I wanted. “And Cassio...” I let out a shaky breath. Poor sweet Cassio. “He doesn't even trust me. I can't go anywhere wit

Sophie It was Sunday morning and I was curled up on the living room couch with my laptop balanced on my thighs, trying to be productive. The house was quiet in that soft, comfortable way that only came after breakfast, when everything had settled and the day hadn't quite begun yet. Sunlight filtered through the curtains in warm streaks, landing across the center table and stretching toward my feet. Somewhere behind me, I could hear the faint clinking of dishes, the maids finishing up in the kitchen. Cassio and I had agreed to leave for his parents' house by noon, which meant we had a few hours to ourselves. A few hours to work. Or sleep. Whichever we wanted. I stared at the document open on my screen, blinking at the words as if they would rearrange themselves into something brilliant without my help. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, unmoving. Truthfully, my mind wasn't on work. It was on the fact that we were going to visit my in laws and even though I had fixed thin