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.

68 Not Know Her

a moment. Matthew’s voice

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you need something. Mr. Quigley?” she asked, bracing

mentally, but still, her

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

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

she still affected by Curtis? Is

expected. He wasn’t broaching the subject of divorce; instead,

nodded. “All right,” she replied softly, taking a step

further, another thought struck her, prompting her to pause. “Thank you for today at

help her find a lawyer because Matthew had instructed

mother

you let go of the relationship you’ve shared with him

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

Aurelia’s brief silence and felt a surge

to occur again. I’ll simply regard those youthful years

lips curled into a smile as he remarked, “It’s

goodnight,” Aurelia

down his book and made his way

the notification sound from WhatsApp on his

checked the message as he

from Angela that

simply switched his phone to silent

before the floor–to- ceiling window with a glass of red wine looking down

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gaze shifted to Matthew’s WhatsApp profile picture on her phone

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the alumni reunion

meaningless if

responded curtly:

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

uncertainty left a bitter taste in Angela’s

she

it really that hand to warm up

descended the stairs to make breakfast the next morning, she found the table already

set with

and a selection of

approached with two glasses of milk. “Grandma sent breakfast,” he

him, noting its comforting warmth. “The milk’s temperature is just

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