Rebirth for you: Redeeming the husband I betrayed のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Sophie The moment the car rolled to a stop in front of Piper’s house, I already regretted coming.Not because I was afraid.No, fear was something I had buried with my first life.But because I knew exactly what waited for me behind those expensive gates. Fake smiles. Pretend affection. Lies hidden behind polished teeth.The driver stepped out first and opened the door for me with the kind of stiff professionalism that screamed bodyguard trying to act normal.I almost smiled.Cassio really thought I wouldn't notice.The man had the posture of someone trained to kill, not someone who spent his life driving rich people around the globe. Still, I appreciated the effort and the overprotectiveness.“Madam,” he said politely.I stepped out carefully, smoothing my teal green dress down my thighs. The soft fabric flowed elegantly around my legs, the slit on one side exposing just enough skin from my thigh to my knee. I had paired it with black Louboutin heels earlier without thinking much a

CassioThe doctor broke faster than most men. But not fast enough.His screams echoed through the basement walls as I drove the blade carefully into the flesh of his shoulder.Not deep enough to kill. Just enough to hurt.Christian thrashed violently against the chains restraining him to the wall, his breathing ragged and uneven. Sweat drenched his face while blood slowly soaked through his torn shirt.“Please!” he choked out. “Please, I told you what I know!”I leaned against the metal table casually, studying him.“No,” I corrected calmly. “You told me scraps. I want everything.”“I swear that's everything!”Lie. I could always tell.Fear changed depending on whether someone lied or told the truth. Real honesty usually came with relief. Men wanted desperately to unburden themselves once they realized survival was impossible.Christian still looked calculating beneath the panic. That meant he was holding something back.I twirled the scalpel lazily between my fingers.His eyes follow

SophieThe atmosphere in the living room felt strangely tense.It was not uncomfortable. Just expectant.As though everyone present knew something was coming.Breakfast had ended almost ten minutes ago, yet nobody had made any effort to leave.We were all seated in the spacious living room of the Moretti estate.My father-in-law, Danilo Moretti, occupied his usual armchair, looking as imposing as ever even in casual clothes. Beside him sat Sienna Moretti, who kept glancing between Cassio and me with barely concealed curiosity. She was almost out of her chair at this point. Cassio sat beside me on one of the couches. His hand rested casually on my thigh.To anyone else, it would look like an absent minded gesture but I knew better.It was his way of grounding me. Not that I needed it.I was excited. Maybe a little nervous.But mostly excited.Because despite everything, this was our first time sharing the news with family.And I had no idea how they would react.Well....actually, I

CassioI was halfway through reviewing a shipment report when my office door slammed open so hard it hit the wall.The sound alone was enough to make me look up. Eli stood in the doorway.And immediately, I knew something was wrong. Eli wasn't the type to burst into my office.The man was composed even during emergencies. Yet right now, he looked completely rattled.His face had lost color. His breathing was uneven. And his eyes.....His eyes carried something I had never seen before.Fear.I slowly placed the file on my desk."What happened?"Eli opened his mouth but nothing came out.His chest rose and fell rapidly."Eli." The sharpness in my voice finally snapped him out of it.He swallowed hard. Then said the words that shattered my entire world."Your wife is missing."For a moment, I thought I heard him wrong. I had to have. The words didn't make sense. They couldn't.Missing? Sophie?No.That was Impossible.My wife wasn't missing.She was at work.Probably arguing with Emmy

SophieThe silence after the men left felt endless.I sat on the thin mattress, staring at the dirty concrete wall in front of me.My wrists still ached from the ropes.My head still hurts from being knocked unconscious. And the cold seemed to seep through every inch of the room.I hated it.The room. The uncertainty. The waiting.Especially the waiting. Because it's the most dreadful feeling of all. A sudden metallic click made me straighten. It was the lock. My pulse immediately quickened when I realised someone was coming. The door opened. I expected the same two men.The one with the disgusting smile and the one who clearly enjoyed making threats.Instead, a different man entered. He was tall and broad-shouldered.Unlike the others, he didn't even spare me a glance. Which was perfectly fine with me.The less attention I received from these people, the better.The man carried a tray, and without speaking, he crossed the room and dropped it near the mattress.The tray rattled lou