Reborn for Revenge or A Second Chance At Vengeance

Chapter 187 You Are Overthinking It

In the

past couple of days, Aaron had been quite upset due to Luna and felt hesitant at the mere thought of going to the hospital.

Seeing Aurelia take off on a carefree vacation, combined with Melanie’s words, he felt that Aurelia was being excessively unreasonable.

Thus, he immediately sent her a private message on Twitter.

He wanted her to return as soon as possible, claiming that she was being extremely unfilial and that she would suffer divine retribution if she continued to neglect her dutics.

After sending the message, the two didn’t wait for a response. Aurelia was surely sleeping at this hour and wouldn’t check her phone.

The two of them slept soundly for half an hour.

Then, Spencer returned home.

Upon entering the house and ascending the stairs, he abruptly halted as he passed by Aaron’s

TOOM.

Haven’t Aaron and Melanie already come home?

Why is his door left open?

He yawned, struggling to keep his eyes open. Sleeping in the hospital was far from restful. He was supposed to head to the film set after dawn, but the director suddenly told him not to come and that there were no scenes left for him. Even though this TV series wasn’t that big of a deal to him, the fact that they just dismissed him like this left him unsettled. How was he supposed to face his friends in the industry from now on?

How would he explain this to his fans?

Hence, he felt the need to find out about everything. There was also the call he had just received from his agent, mentioning that they were replacing him in the ad shoot that was originally scheduled for the next few days. It seemed as though he was running out of work lately.

Thinking back on it now, everything was a complete mess.

As he pondered over this matter, he found himself inexplicably entering Aaron’s room. Seeing the big bed empty and the quilt neatly spread over it, he snapped back to reality.

Did Aaron not come home?

Still, he didn’t dwell on it much longer. Aaron had a demanding job and could’ve possibly been working overtime.

The night sky was pitch black.

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Chapter 187 You Are Overthinking it

Nancy lay in bed, unable to sleep.

She had been trying to sleep since half pas

be plagued

Finished

tossed and turned.

the time, it was already four in

the light and grabbed her phone, intending to check if there were

phone wasn’t on silent. If there were any calls or messages, she would

help but check, clinging

not a single

busy that he increasingly overlooked her

her Instagram. Coincidentally, the first post she saw was by the renowned actor, Ambrose, sharing that he had just wrapped

to gain

account.

she could see his circle

to view his private social media updates. Unexpectedly, the famous actor had accepted her

she gave his

continued to scroll down.

hour, but since her current state of mind was somewhat unsettled, she decided

was why she found

it was from

woke up?

was hallucinating. She quickly responded: No, I just can’t sleep.

Ambrose: Insomnia?

Nancy: Indeed!

You Are Overthinking It

on

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it had been before, she would have been beyond. excited, but her mood was heavy now. After some hesitation, she replied: Yes, I’m troubled by some stuff. But all my worries have disappeared now that my idol’s

at the text on Instagram and chuckled. She really was a girl who

Ambrose: Sweet dreams.

be filled with you, Mr. Stark!

burst into

to him, his manager, Harlan, heard him laugh. “What’s so

fan was being amusing,” Ambrose replied with

alarm. “You’d better not have any other ideas. You can’t exploit your status as a movie star and toy with your fans‘ bodies and emotions. Do you have any idea how many celebrities have fallen because of this? If

he might have been too focused on his career in the past. But now that he had reached the pinnacle of his career, it wasn’t surprising if he began yearning for certain things.

a man himself, Harlan understood.

was speechless.

with a married woman?” Harlan taken aback. “So, you’ll either do nothing or go

night, the sudden fright had completely wiped away

rolled down the car window to gaze at the early morning streets. There were hardly any cars around, and an unusual feeling

something! If you don’t answer me, I won’t be able

Ambrose spoke up. “You’re overthinking

a keen insight unique to his

pick up on

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