Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 79

Cameron was absolutely fuming as he stormed up the stairs with Greta hot on his heels.

When they reached the top floor, they found Nellie had set up a camera and speaker at the corridor junction. It was blaring a hip-hop dance tutorial, complete with loud rock music. Nellie, dressed in dance gear, was awkwardly attempting to follow along, her moves totally out of sync with the beat.

Cameron's face darkened with anger. He marched over and switched off the speaker.

Nellie was ready to explode, but when she spotted Greta standing behind Cameron, her fury quickly turned into a cheerful grin. "Hey, babe, I'm just getting into shape. Once I'm fit, let's think about having a baby," she chirped, flashing a bright smile and slipping her arm through Cameron's naturally.

Greta's expression soured. Her mouth opened and closed like she wanted to say something, but she clammed up, caught in the awkwardness of her position.

Cameron studied Nellie, confused by how the person who had been so haughty just moments before now looked at him with the same admiration and love as she did years ago. How did she pull off this Jekyll and Hyde act? Greta let out a soft chuckle. "Nellie, are you seriously considering having a baby with Cameron?"

Nellie, pushing down a wave of nausea, shot back, "What are you suggesting, Greta? Cameron and I are married; of course, we'd want kids. I mean, I'd rather not end up childless like you."

Greta went pale.

Cameron reprimanded Nellie, "Nellie, when did you become so cruel? You know your sister has health issues and can't have kids. Why would you hit her where it hurts?" "Nellie, remember this: you won't get what your sister doesn't have. All you get is the Mrs. Dawson title, nothing more," he said, his words sharp and deliberate. Nellie's face turned ghostly pale at his words.

towards Greta dredged up a lot of bitter memories for her. It felt like she was always the one everyone, including her family

she can't have children doesn't mean you

icy with mockery. "Nellie, if you really wanted to bear a child for

brought the room to a

paling further, her hands trembling

"Mommy..."

"Mommy, it hurts."

haunting image always

little girl nestled in

as she cried

arms, tears streaming down

belongs to en. wontent

want

been so long

I

dying, Daddy will come to us,

can't hang on much