Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 212

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Late at night, Parker woke up abruptly, his throat parched with thirst. Glancing around the room, he realized there was no water nearby. As he sat up, his eyes fell on his young son, sprawled out in a peculiar sleeping position. A warm smile crept across Parker’s face. Gently, he adjusted the boy, carefully laying him back on the bed without disturbing his peaceful slumber.

Leaving the room quietly, Parker headed toward the kitchen, knowing exactly where to find it. Once there. he opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water, taking a few long sips to quench his thirst. As he turned to return to the guest room, his footsteps faltered, his gaze drifting toward Aurora’s room. A sudden thought lit up his face with a playful glint, and a mischievous smile curled his lips.

Moving silently, he approached her door, a sense of excitement bubbling within him. The thought of sneaking into her room felt oddly thrilling, like a harmless adventure. “Stealing my future wife’s heart,” he chuckled softly to himself as he gently pushed the door open and slipped inside.

The dim light from the hallway outlined Aurora’s figure as she lay fast asleep on the bed. Her relaxed posture mirrored their son’s unusual sleeping habits, and Parker couldn’t help but laugh quietly at the resemblance. Slowly, he walked closer, nudging her slightly to see if she would stir. But Aurora remained blissfully unaware, her breathing steady and deep.

his head. “How can she sleep so soundly? If a real thief came in, she’d never notice,” he muttered under his breath. He frowned briefly, wondering if the

he simply watched her, his expression tender and filled with emotion. “Aurora,” he whispered softly, “I

much you’ve endured–raising our child on your own, facing judgment from others. Many people in your place might have given up, but you didn’t. You stayed strong, and you’ve done

knew he could never fully express how thankful he was

his heart.

grace and independence. You’re talented, a wonderful mother, and you’ve built a life for yourself. Maybe you feel like you don’t need

in it. I love you, Aurora. I truly do. And I’m asking… would you give me a chance? A

intensity of his confession, Parker didn’t notice Aurora’s eyes flutter open. She was already staring at him, her face a mixture of shock and disbelief. “You… Parker, why are you in my d she murmured, her

is again?”

completely off guard. He stiffened, nearly losing his balance on the bed. His heart raced as panic set in. How long had she been awake? How much of his confession had she overheard? Did she understand everything he’d just said? What should he do

swirling thoughts, Aurora’s half–asleep mind was running wild. Convinced she was dreaming, she thought about how incredible it was

let