Reborn for Revenge or A Second Chance At Vengeance

Chapter 68 Not Know Her Well Enough

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After carefully observing, Aurelia inquired, “Were you filming a fight scene? You seem quite banged up.”

Even if it was a fight scene, they’re too rough.

“Yeah, it was a brawl, a group of people fighting together. Things got a bit rough, and some of us ended up With black eyes. I got caught up in the action and lost focus for a moment, or I wouldn’t have gotten hurt at all. But don’t worry, I’ll survive. Let’s head home; I’m famished,” Charlie replied, his tone breezy, as if brushing off the incident.

Xavier’s expression darkened slightly.

Glancing at Aurelia, who still wore a concerned expression, he reassured her, “Charlie’s tough as nails, he’ll bounce back. Let’s go, Mom’s been waiting.”

“I can practically taste Mom’s pot roast already!” Charlie exclaimed, looking eager to dig in.

“I’m looking forward to all of Mom’s dishes,” Aurelia chimed in, a hint of anticipation in her voice.

As 1 they walked towards the parking lot, Xavier trailed behind, his gaze fixed on his younger siblings. A pang of regret washed over him, his fists involuntarily tightening.

He felt like he had let them down, failed in his duty as an older brother to protect them from harm.

Matthew arrived back at Starry Sea Mansion unusually early that day.

For hours, from just after seven until past ten, he remained seated in the living room, immersed in a book.

His recent business trip had kept him away for over a week.

If he didn’t remember the fact that he was married, the current serenity of the mansion might have convinced him he was still single.

The light in his eyes dimmed, and he glanced at the wall clock–it read half past eleven.

Did she not come back at all while I was away on my business trip?

He rubbed his temples, and the memory of Aurelia’s pale face in the hospital lingered in his mind.

It seemed she still had feelings for Curtis.

When Aurelia finally returned to Starry Sea Mansion, it was already half

past twelve.

She lost track of time while spending time with her family, chatting and sharing a meal.

Startled by Matthew’s presence, she greeted him with a hint of surprise. “Mr. Quigley, you’re back.”

She had expected him to be away for a couple more days, considering he had just met up with Angela and probably wouldn’t want to part so soon.

Matthew looked in Aurelia’s direction.

After greeting him, Aurelia headed straight upstairs without another word.

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Matthew’s voice halted Aurelia’s

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curiosity in her gaze. “Do you need something. Mr. Quigley?” she asked, bracing herself for a potentially

mentally, but still,

her off guard. “If you have time tomorrow, come with me to the

he said, his eyes holding a depth of emotion that she couldn’t

she still affected by Curtis? Is

what she had expected. He wasn’t broaching the subject of

right,” she replied softly, taking a step up

her to

a lawyer because Matthew had instructed

their assistance, Curtis and his mother might not have

eyes. “Could you let go of the relationship you’ve shared with him

he’s right. Our relationship lasted for years, and life’s already

Aurelia’s gaze darkened.

on the years she had squandered on a worthless man always filled her with regret, wishing she could

silence and felt a surge

allow such a mistake to occur again. I’ll simply regard those youthful years as wasted

improved. His lips curled into a smile as he remarked, “It’s getting

right, goodnight,” Aurelia

down his book and made his way

the notification sound from WhatsApp on

message

was a text from Angela

simply switched his

response, she stood before the floor–to- ceiling window with a glass

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WhatsApp profile picture on

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had confirmed with him about the alumni reunion scheduled

reunion would’ve been meaningless if

he responded curtly: I’ll

did not reply to her goodnight message. Perhaps he was already asleep, or maybe he had seen her message but chose

a bitter taste

others, she failed to decipher what was on

hand

make breakfast the

set with

and

glasses of milk. “Grandma

warmth. “The milk’s temperature is just right,” she remarked, her

momentarily captivated by the curve of her smiling eyes. “You’re welcome,”