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 by insomnia.

Finished

and

in the morning,

phone, intending to check if there were any messages.

messages, she would have heard them. Unfortunately, the phone remained quiet all the

but check, clinging onto a shred

single

busy that he increasingly overlooked

began scrolling through her Instagram. Coincidentally, the first post she saw was by the renowned actor, Ambrose, sharing that he had

could hardly believe that she had managed to gain access

account.

his circle

had assumed that he would not allow her to view his private social media

thought, she gave

to

but since her current state of mind was somewhat unsettled, she decided to stay on

restless, which was why she found

notification popped up. She checked it excitedly, thinking it was from

woke up?

moment, Nancy thought she was hallucinating. She quickly responded: No, I just

Ambrose: Insomnia?

Nancy: Indeed!

You Are

on your mind?

Finished

inquiry. If it had been before, she would have been beyond. excited, but her mood was heavy now. After some hesitation, she replied: Yes, I’m

and chuckled. She really was a girl who could find happiness

Ambrose: Sweet dreams.

They’ll be filled with you, Mr.

burst into laughter.

heard him laugh. “What’s so

fan was being amusing,” Ambrose replied

and emotions. Do you have any idea how many celebrities have fallen because of this? If you have needs, get yourself a proper girlfriend. Aren’t all the actresses and singers you’ve recently been working

a girlfriend since he might have been too focused on his career in the past. But now that he had

a man himself, Harlan understood.

speechless.

involved with a married woman?” Harlan taken aback. “So, you’ll either do

having worked tirelessly for an entire day and night, the sudden fright

curved upwards slightly as he rolled down the car window to gaze at the early morning streets. There were hardly any cars around, and an unusual feeling of tranquility permeated

I won’t be able

up. “You’re overthinking it.”

a keen

inexplicably pick up

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