All Chapters of REBORN AS A PLUS-SIZE GIRL: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Author’s POVAlvaro once again let out a hysterical scream as he clutched Bella’s limp body tightly. Tears streamed down his tense cheeks, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chest felt tight, as if struck by a thousand-ton sledgehammer.The man slowly loosened his embrace, roughly wiping his tears with the back of his hand, then stared blankly at his wife’s lifeless body lying limp before him.Not long after, the rhythmic beep of the medical monitor suddenly sounded again.Beep… beep… beep…Instantly, Alvaro’s eyes widened in shock. Even the team of doctors, who had been standing frozen in place witnessing Alvaro’s grief, immediately rushed over in a panic.The lead doctor rechecked Bella’s vital signs, then turned with a faint smile spreading across his lips.“Her heartbeat… has started again!” the doctor exclaimed in a tone of disbelief yet filled with relief.Alvaro was completely speechless. The joints in his legs went limp instantly, yet the corners of his mouth lifted into the mos

Bella’s POVI’ve always watched him from afar. Watching that man hold me close—even though, deep down, that wasn’t really me anymore.It would be a lie to say I didn’t feel sad. It would be a huge lie to say my heart didn’t ache at the sight of their romance. Because that man… was the only man I’d ever loved, ever since his eyes first met mine.But what can I do? I’m fully aware of just how foolish I am. Who would even give a woman like me a second glance? I barely even graduated from high school because of all the pressure my stepmother put on me, which left me feeling overwhelmed and stressed.While all the girls my age idolized famous K-Pop stars and wore elegant, fashionable clothes, I was stuck in childish dresses. Bright pink outfits everywhere, complete with a Barbie doll that was never out of my grasp.All of that… wasn’t my own choice. Mira—my stepmother—was the one who dressed me that way so I’d look like a fool in the eyes of the world.It wasn’t that I didn’t have the cour

Bella’s POV“I can’t go back, Bella...” Amora’s voice sounded so desperate as she was once again thrown back and failed to merge with her original body. That body was completely rejecting her presence.Why? How did it come to this?“Try again... “Try again, Amora,” I said encouragingly, even though deep down I had absolutely no idea how this spirit world worked.Amora lay down on her original body once more. However, just at that moment, a slight movement occurred in those fingers—causing Alvaro, who was standing by the bedside, to immediately break into a hopeful smile, thinking that Amora would soon regain consciousness.My heart instantly pounded violently. I knew full well that after this, Alvaro would surely pour out all his love to pursue and embrace Amora. And I… I mustn’t let myself feel hurt or wounded again.If I really have to return to my original body and come back to life, I’m determined to find my true self first. I want to go to school properly, experience a decent edu

Bella’s POVI still stood frozen in place, overcome by intense doubt and fear. It seemed so impossible that someone like Alvaro could ever love me. After all, he had always belittled me at every opportunity.He even deliberately brought other women in front of me just to push me aside and drive me away. With a sharp tongue and no conscience, he once said that I would never be worthy of standing on equal footing with him.“Why are you still here, Bella? Come back… Come back into your body,” Amora coaxed gently.I turned my head as Amora knelt down beside me again. I didn’t answer right away; my mind was still in turmoil, doubting fate, which seemed to be toying with us.“Then… what about you?” I asked softly, full of worry.Amora smiled faintly. She gently took my hand, patting the back of my palm warmly, while our eyes locked in silence.“Bella… from the very beginning, this body was yours. I was just borrowing it, right? You’ve been so kind all this time to let me stay… With your bod

“My relationship with him...”I paused for a moment, overcome by deep doubt before continuing my sentence. Without realizing it, my fingers clenched the hospital blanket tightly. But once I’d made up my mind, I spoke again in a calm and steady tone.“I… I don’t have any kind of relationship with him,” I finally replied.Yes, I had made up my mind to remain true to myself. I refused to continue living a lie by pretending to be someone else. Even if, in the end, Alvaro once again showed his disgust and hatred toward me, I no longer cared.Because, long before that fateful night of my birthday celebration, my heart had already been hurt far too many times. I had given up, though I must admit that remnants of my love for him still lingered in the deepest recesses of my heart.Before my body went limp and I lost consciousness that night, I had promised myself to stop chasing after Alvaro’s shadow. Because every insult, rejection, and belittling remark he hurled at me had left a wound that