Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 520 New Year Reunion

By referring himself as the older cousin of my children, Luke made it clear he’d moved past what we once had.

Luke’s life had undergone a radical transformation since my rebirth a year ago. Where I once thought fate was unfair, I now see that karma keeps meticulous accounts of every debt.

His declining fortunes were a testament to this truth–what you owe must be paid back, and he was living proof. Though still alive, he was a mere shadow of his former self.

Not long after Luke left, Bolton Residence welcomed more guests.

I hadn’t expected them to visit. When Hugo informed me of the guests arriving in the courtyard, seeing Philippa brought tears to my eyes.

“Philippa.”

Philippa had regained her slim figure, looking remarkably youthful post–childbirth. Despite being 40, she appeared rejuvenated, like an older sister rather than a middle–aged woman.

She enveloped me in a hug, patting my back gently. “You scared me half to death!”

“Sorry, Philippa. I promised to be there for you during your delivery”

So much had happened that I couldn’t keep my promise.

Philippa stroked my hair. “As long as you’re okay, I’m relieved. They kept me in the dark; I only recently learned what you went through.”

She was thrilled to hear I was back and rushed over to see me.

Tears flowed down my cheeks. “I’m fine now. I’m sorry for worrying you. I heard you had twin boys; I haven’t seen them yet.”

Philippa blushed and cleared her throat. “The babies are too young to travel. Nicholas is at home taking care of them.”

Feeling a bit nosy, I asked, “Philippa, you chose Nicholas…

Before I could finish, Bill walked in, laden with bags.

I stood there, stunned. This love triangle hadn’t reached its conclusion?

Nicholas was home with the kids while Bill accompanied Philippa to see me. It seemed they had found a way to make things work.

to my thoughts, set down the bags and gave

considered me his daughter, we hadn’t grown up together, so his concern lacked the depth of a father–daughter bond But I knew

right here, aren’t I?”

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colorful account of my ordeal. Their expressions–relieved and content- suggested that dwelling on

brought you some local specialties.”

gifts like jewelry, typical of

unpacking the bags. “This is honey I made myself. I wanted to bring some chickens, ducks,

truly was a homely gift, and somehow, it felt more

pursued power and wealth, was now returning to

be exhausted

at Damian, and he nodded without needing further instruction. “Mrs. Chloe, I’ll make the

stored Bill’s gifts. Philippa was eager to see the babies.

the doorway, “Hey, Mom, Dad! You came

She felt guilty, immersing herself in childcare during that time. In a

“Zoey.”

had come without warning, rushing to see me upon hearing

“Chloe.”

dashed over and hugged me

awake! If you hadn’t woken up, I wouldnt

wiped her tears. “It’s the New Year. No tears.”

her tears. “Okay, no tears. So,

‘Rocky‘ and ‘Susie‘ and

Thinking about it

on, everything will

“You’re right.”

to greet Bill and

her head gently.