บททั้งหมดของ A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Samara wiped the smile off her face. In a tone that left no room for argument, she said, "Get some rest first tonight. I'll definitely give you an answer tomorrow."Vincent knew there was no way he could get any useful information tonight. Fuming, he shoved Samara aside and went upstairs to his room.A glint of anger flashed across Samara's eyes as she stared at his back.She vowed to herself that she would never let him go in this life. Even if he hated her or found her despicable, she would stop at nothing to keep him by her side. He was her husband in their past life, and that would never change in this life either.…The night was as black as ink, yet Vincent's dreams were plagued by turmoil, leaving him unable to find peace.In one moment, he seemed to have returned to that pitch-black prison from his past life, where he was beaten up by others. In the next, he felt Samara's cold, disgusted gaze piercing through his heart again. Immediately after that, the scene shifted

The car stopped in front of a building. Vincent looked out the window and saw the words "City Hall" plastered on the wall. Only then did he realize what the last step Samara had mentioned was."Get out of the car," said Samara.Vincent, however, didn't move a muscle. It was as if staying in the car just a little longer would allow him to escape his inevitable fate."Vincent, if you don't complete this step, don't even think about seeing Mark and Mia today."Samara's tone was calm, yet it was determined, leaving no room for argument. After all, she was sure he would give in.Vincent shot a glare at her before he opened the door and marched into city hall. Samara's lips curled into a slight smile before she followed him.She had been waiting for this day for far too long.Since Samara had made all the necessary arrangements beforehand, they were greeted by designated staff as soon as they walked in, and everything was highly efficient. They had all the necessary paperwork ready, a

Mark, Mia, and Vincent hugged each other tightly at the airport departure lounge.The three of them knew there was no telling when they would meet again after this farewell. But none of them said anything about it, afraid that doing so would diminish their hope of reuniting.Though brief, their friendship seemed to have been destined all along.Even though Vincent had only known Mark for a little more than a month, he felt he got along better with him than the old friends he had known for years."Mark, you and Mia have to take good care of yourselves." There was a catch in Vincent's throat as tears welled up in his eyes."You too. Don't be too hard on yourself," replied Mark.He patted Vincent on his shoulder before he shot a complicated look at Samara, who was standing behind Vincent.Mark knew very well that this marriage wasn't what Vincent wanted and that it would probably only bring him endless pain. But at this point, all he could do was wish for the best for Vincent and

Vincent raised his hand, wanting to teach Samara a lesson.But when he saw her familiar and slightly unyielding face, his hand stopped in midair.Samara lifted her head without backing down, looking him straight in the eye.Once she was sure he wouldn't really lay a hand on her, she pushed his hand down gently. Then, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek.Her touch was gentle, as if she was trying to tell him that he wasn't entirely heartless toward her at all."Tonight, I'll let you have one last night of being alone," said Samara.There was a hint of flirtatiousness in her voice, yet it also carried a firm resolve.Starting tomorrow, she would be spending every night with him as his wife.Her teasing remark fell on his ears, sending a chill down his spine and making him purse his lips.After Samara left, Vincent quickly locked the door and pressed his back against it, his gaze brimming with struggle and helplessness.Samara stood outside the room, staring at the door that

The ruthless look in Nora's eyes sent a chill down Louis' spine.His mind was filled with questions, but he still did as he was told and called Zachary.Not long after, Zachary arrived at the villa in a hurry.As soon as he sat down, he roared angrily, "Aunt Nora, that bastard Vincent stole the woman I had my eye on! What should I do? I've completely lost everything now!"Nora put on a friendly expression as she held Zachary's hand and comforted him. "Zachary, I know you're in pain. But trust me, a man like you can get any woman you want. Vincent just got lucky this time."Louis frowned as he stood at the side. He had no idea why his mother was saying such things right now. Could she truly be consoling Zachary?Zachary wore a look of deep resentment on his face, and he was banking all of his hopes on Nora."Aunt Nora, I really like Ms. Copeland very much. You really have to help me," he pleaded.Nora smirked deep down as she looked at Zachary's hopeful gaze, but she still maint