All Chapters of A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Samara floored it. Using the location Anthony had sent for Zachary's phone, she sped toward an abandoned factory.The place was massive. Frantic, she found an entrance and searched room after room, terrified of missing anything.At last, she spotted a messy trail of footprints in a corner. She followed it until she saw a door slightly ajar ahead.Samara didn't hesitate. She shoved it open and burst inside.What she saw made her blood run cold.Zachary stood over Vincent, knife raised, aimed straight into his chest.For a moment, she froze.Barely conscious, Vincent still recognized her in the dim light."Why is she still here?" A strange feeling settled in his chest.Perhaps this was fate's final act of mercy. It allowed him one last glimpse of her before the end, closing the book on their two lifetimes together.A weak, bitter smile crossed his bloodied features. Blood trickled down his chin, its metallic scent filling the air.Maybe this time, he would finally be free.

Vincent had been tortured to the point of collapse. His body lay limp, and his eyes were hollow and unfocused.Samara's hands shook as she stroked his bloody cheek. Seeing the wound on his leg made her vision go red. Rage surged through her.Zachary had tortured the one person she had vowed to keep safe. Murderous intent flashed in her eyes.However, saving his life was the only thing that mattered right now."Vincent, hang on! We're getting you to a hospital!" Samara said.She gritted her teeth and forced him upright. Her heart broke at the sight of him trembling in her arms.Still on the floor, Zachary scrambled up and grabbed the gun Mike had dropped. His fingers curled around the trigger."One shot and it's over for both of you! If I can't have you, Vincent sure as hell won't either. I'm ending this myself!" he screamed, his face twisting with hatred.Without a second thought, Samara stepped right in front of Vincent. Her eyes blazed with defiance."Take your revenge out o

Vincent and Marisol had barely left when the police arrived. After finding a faint pulse, they loaded Samara onto an ambulance and sped off for the hospital.Mabel got the call and raced to the hospital in a panic. The moment she saw Samara covered in blood, she broke down completely.Samara was wheeled into the operating room, her condition far worse than the doctors had expected.Outside, Mabel stood watching doctors and nurses rush in and out. Fear gripped her.Inside the operating room, the tension was suffocating."Blood pressure's still dropping," a nurse called out, eyes locked on the monitor.Sweat beaded on the surgeon's forehead, but his hands never faltered."The bullet's too close to the heart. This surgery is high-risk. Someone notify the family and prepare them for the worst," he said grimly to the nurse beside him.She nodded and turned to leave. Then the monitor let out a sharp, piercing beep."She's flatlining!" The nurse's face went white, her voice cracking.

Following that explosive confrontation, Samara began staying away from home once again.Whenever Vincent missed her, social media was the only way he could keep up with her life. And every single glimpse left him bleeding inside.She was constantly photographed with different men while her husband was locked away in the shadows. He had never once been allowed to appear beside her in public.He swallowed the pain in silence, got dressed, and left his room.Only two housekeepers managed the villa day to day. The moment they saw him come downstairs, they stiffened and quickly hid their phones.Vincent had a guess as to why, but he chose not to say anything.Over breakfast, he mindlessly opened a short-form video app. After he scrolled through a few videos, Samara popped up on his screen. She was accompanied by a polished, good-looking man.The sight made Vincent freeze.Was that… Zachary?Vincent's pupils contracted as a chill ran through him. They weren't just appearing in publi

"Samara, you have to believe me. I loved Mabel and Shane. I would never have hurt them. This has to be a mistake. I'm being framed!" Vincent gasped, his voice trembling as he clung to the last shred of hope he had left.But Samara's gaze only grew colder. It was as if she'd already found him guilty.When the police brought in the supposed culprit, the coldness in her gaze hardened further.The man wore a sly grin. Pointing a finger at Vincent, he said with absolute certainty, "That's him. He paid me to run over the old woman and the kid. He told me to make it clean, too. No witnesses."The accusation tore into Vincent.He shook his head desperately, trying to deny it. "No! I don't know this man! He's lying! He's trying to frame me! Samara, you have to believe me. I—"Before he could finish, Zachary arrived with a devastated look, as though Vincent's guilt had already been decided."Vincent, how could you?" Zachary cried, his voice shaking with fake grief and fury. "I know you ha