บททั้งหมดของ A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Vincent could see the malice etched on Samara's face from across the crowded carriage. The sight sent a chill straight through him.A moment ago, he had been lost in dreams of a brighter future. Now, those dreams shattered in an instant, evaporating like smoke.He couldn't just sit there and wait.Vincent pulled himself together fast. Before Samara's gaze could land on him, he shot to his feet and slipped toward the restroom at the back of the car.He shot Mark a quick look as he passed. Understanding immediately, Mark stayed quiet. He drew Mia close and watched the situation play out."I'm terribly sorry for the disruption…" Samara announced, her voice ringing out through the carriage.Her piercing gaze, capable of cutting right through anyone, caught Vincent's back just as he was slipping into the restroom. Her gaze immediately darkened."I left something extremely important on this train, and I need to find it," she continued.The announcement sent a ripple through the train

Samara seemed deaf to Vincent's protests. She slipped off her top with a casual ease, exposing her flawless figure.She was beautiful, undeniably so, but the sight offered Vincent no pleasure.A playful smile curled at her lips as her fingers traced idly along the rope binding his wrists. "I was hoping to skip these. But you just can't behave, can you?"Her fingertips trailed slowly down his cheek next. Vincent shuddered, gooseflesh crawling up his arms.Turning his head away to escape her touch, Vincent yelled coldly, "Samara, are you insane?""That's right. I'm insane, and you're the one who did this to me," she replied.The words had barely left her lips before she straddled him, a twisted, unreadable smile playing across her lips."Vincent, I need you to understand something," she continued. "You're mine, and no one is taking you from me."Vincent's eyes went wide as he stared up at her, an icy dread sinking into his chest. "Samara, can you please be reasonable and let me g

Seeing the hatred burn in Vincent's eyes, something twisted painfully in Samara's chest.She admitted it. She'd lost control. Her fury had run wild, trampling his heart all over again.She'd been given another chance to make things right. So why had she still ended up hurting him in this life too?"Vincent… you can hate me all you want. At least that way, I'll know I still mean something to you."With that, she turned and walked into the bathroom. A moment later, the sound of running water filled the room.Vincent forced his eyes open. He stared at the blurred outline of her silhouette through the frosted glass wall, a self-mocking smile tugging at his lips.…The next day, back at the Harper residence, Zachary had hit wall after wall trying to get close to Samara. His spirit was starting to sink.Over a month had passed, and he hadn't even managed to get near her, let alone exchange a few words with her.He was starting to wonder if the advice Nora and Louis had given him was

Susan was stunned. The Vincent before her seemed like a completely different person, exuding a frosty air that sent a chill down her spine—the complete opposite of the gentleman whom she had once known.In the past, he had always been friendly toward the housekeepers. He had only been indifferent toward Samara.But judging by the messy room and Vincent's bloodshot eyes, Susan figured that something had happened last night.Looking at Vincent's eyes that were bordering madness, she felt a pang of sympathy and urged gently, "You've only just returned, Mr. Harper. Your body is still weak, so you should take care of your health first. Even if there's any misunderstanding between you and Ms. Copeland, don't mess around with your health. Come on, have this bowl of soup."Vincent couldn't care less about the soup. At this moment, Mark and Mia's safety was the only thing on his mind."Where's Samara? I want to see her!" he said again in a hoarse voice."She… Ms. Copeland went out early t

Being held so intimately by Samara didn't make Vincent feel happy at all. All he felt was an indescribable sense of torture and humiliation.In the past life, he had fallen in love with her like a fool, so much so that he had lost himself. In this life, he still couldn't control his own fate. He didn't even have any say in whether he stayed by her side or left her."Vincent, I like it better when you smile. Could you smile more at me?" Samara asked coyly.But how could Vincent possibly smile? Everything was going against his will right now."I've already done what you asked. When are you going to let me meet Mark and Mia?" Vincent asked, holding back his anger.Samara's smile gradually faded, and her tone became icy."You know I'm willing to let you have your way in many things. But I don't like you talking to me like you're striking a deal," she replied.She caressed Vincent's earlobe gently, her warm breath fanning across his face, making him feel uneasy all over.Vincent cle