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 tongue in mild disapproval, Parker shook 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 alcohol from earlier might have contributed to her unshakable slumber. Letting out a soft sigh, he seated himself carefully

long moment, he simply watched her, his expression tender and filled with emotion. “Aurora,” he whispered softly, “I love you. Thank you… thank you for

forehead, his voice low and filled with sincerity. “I can’t imagine how 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 so

express how thankful he was for everything she had done. But in that quiet moment, sitting by her side, he vowed to cherish her and their little family

his heart.

you’ve done it with so much 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 anyone else… maybe you don’t need me. But I need you. I need you and our son in

you. I can’t see a future without you in it. I love you, Aurora. I truly do. And I’m asking… would you give me a chance? A chance to prove myself? A chance to show you that I can love and care for both you

of shock and disbelief.

is again?”

He stiffened, nearly losing his balance on the bed. His heart raced as panic set in. How long had she been

running wild. Convinced she was dreaming, she thought about how incredible it was that Parker–a man

could stop herself, she let out a loud