Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 59

Cameron stood at the door for what felt like forever, his face set in a permanent scowl. Eventually, he had no choice but to head back home to the Capital with Greta in tow.

After shaking off the travel fatigue, Cameron returned home. But instead of going to the Dawson family's sprawling mansion, he opted for the smallest of his properties-the modest apartment that had once been his and Nellie's home.

This place was just 960 square feet, which was a decent spot for anyone else in that area. But as the heir to the Dawson family, with billions in assets and countless luxurious estates, choosing this as their home was a clear sign of how little he thought of Nellie. Back then, Cameron figured that for a girl who'd grown up without love and was used to surviving by scrounging around, the life he offered was a gift.

She used to seem so content.

But when did she start wanting to break free from the illusion he'd crafted for her?

Cameron sat by the window, a cigarette in hand, lost in memories that washed over him like waves.

"Honey, it's our anniversary today. Can you come home early, please?" Nellie would always cautiously watch for his reaction.

"I'm tied up today."

"Is it something at work?" she asked, her voice trembling as she tried to mask her disappointment.

"No, I need to spend time with your sister."

with me, please?" She clung

off. "You can

night, barely flinching at the leftovers in the trash. From that day on,

up rear-ending someone on the highway, with the car breaking down halfway. She

tears. "You didn't even ask if I was

off

pleaded, "Can you

she could finish, Greta's voice

Greta." Cameron's voice

rudely ended the call.

feather brushing against his heart. Back then, Nellie was barely out of her teens, inexperienced and probably overwhelmed by these incidents. As her husband, he hadn't

she'd become so independent now, and why she found the courage to leave

his head. This wasn't how it was

had always looked up to

as her

respector and treated him

She was grateful

hime

everything he'd given het

We