My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

Adom can control everything with flick of his finger and Win can't even fight back. The Devil sneered. “Win. I must heal that while it is still fresh. It will scar otherwise—” “Let it!” Win snapped. "I don't nees your help Adom. I am happy to be pain rather taking your help. You already take enough" Adom eyes narrowed. “A reminder of your true love, perhaps, huh?I see look like you still love him. One last thing to remember him—”

The morning he woke up to find I had rearranged all his furniture because I could not sleep. Each memory was a thread pulling me back toward him. Reminding me that our history was not all pain and rejection. That we had built something real even if he had nearly destroyed it. "Feel this." Adrian took my hand and pressed it against his chest. "My heartbeat. It only beats for you, Ava. It always has even when I was too blind to admit it." His heart thundered beneath my palm steady and strong. I felt tears prick my eyes because part of me had dreamed of this moment for years. Adrian finally choosing me completely without reservation.

I had documented everything, from the text messages Mom and Dad had sent to the details of their arrangement with the Hesters, on my phone. From the very moment I was reborn, I had been playing a high-stakes game to reclaim my life.

Cold, reserved Nick played the lovesick fool, kneeling beneath the moonlight over the Hudson to swear he’d give me a safe life, free from this world’s bloodshed and chaos. I said yes. But the second we stepped into Vincent’s oak-paneled study, Nick’s warmth turned frigid. “Vincent, we had a deal. I’ve won the Moretti marriage.” In my past life, I was discarded by both men, betrayed by my family, and left to die of a forced heroin overdose. Now I’ve been reborn. And this time, I still said yes to Nick’s proposal... But everything would be totally different. ... Nick knelt on one knee before me, a custom-made diamond ring glinting between his fingers.

I couldn't shake the feeling that something else was coming. I turned my head to face Adrian, a teasing smile playing on my lips as I swirled the wine around in my glass. "Wow," I muttered. "You really know how to charm a lady. I think you broke Amy’s heart just now." Adrian turned his head toward me, a slow, cocky smirk spreading across his face as he looked down at me. "My heart is a little selective right now. And besides,” His eyes traced down to my slightly opened cleavage, making my cheeks heat up. “ They were ruining my view."

I'd change my destiny through knowledge. In my past life, I drifted without purpose, wearing myself out working for Zachary's career advancement and endlessly laboring for our family. I refused to let this opportunity slip away this time. I devoted every waking hour to studying, finding that the equations and principles that had been hazy before were now perfectly distinct in my head. I valued them because they were objective, sensible, and completely impartial. Meanwhile, they returned the investment precisely. They were unlike people's hearts, which were impossible to soothe or decipher.

He keeps the nightmares away, but it would be unfair to him. Life is rough. I still don’t know who my heart belongs to. Liam makes butterflies swarm my belly, but so does Adrian, which is unfair - Adrian is such a villain these days. Like, oh-my-god, his personality change is so freaking drastic that it’s not even funny. He used to be such a sweetheart, and now he is sarcastic, ironic, and aggravatingly sexy. But so is Liam! He is friendly, and his muscles? Damn, the guy is ripped...

His Amelia. That night, Adrian returned home, dropped his jacket over a chair, and walked straight to the dining table. He didn’t pour himself a drink like usual. No. Tonight, he was a man on a mission. He fetched a fresh leather-bound jotter, his favorite Montblanc pen, and opened his laptop. YouTube. Then he went straight to the search bar. Search bar: *“How to win your wife’s heart back after messing up.”* There was a click. The first video opened with an enthusiastic man pointing at the camera.

"Had I remembered, I would have told you if I could have. It is not necessary for me to keep it a secret. Naturally, that man does not consider himself to be an outsider. It's not a face that you could ever forget in such a short amount of time, is it? Rose said it as if it were nothing, and Aden looked at Jason Manny over Rose's shoulder and added, "....That's true..." Aden was behind Rose, and he was talking to Jason Manny. If he can turn Aden into a famous person, Aden could be willing to sell his soul. Aden was looking at Jason in a way that seemed regretful, and Rose saw him doing it, so she looked at Jason herself. Unquestionably, his appearance was one of those things that people had

ADIRA’S POV I did not pull away immediately; rather, I relaxed into the kiss and allowed myself to feel. Not because everything was suddenly fine or because the past dissolved the moment his lips touched mine. But because this was a way of showing that we were moving past the hurdles and choosing each other. Something I never felt or had in the past. It felt good to know that in this life his heart belonged to me and not to Scarlet. So the kiss was a promise that I was not alone and that I might win against fate.