Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

The shake-up at Dawson International sent shockwaves across the internet, and the digital world buzzed with juicy gossip about Cameron.

[Mr. Cameron was caught in a scandalous affair, tarnishing his reputation. Dawson International was left with no choice but to drop this once rising star.]

[Spotted: Mr. Cameron at the hospital tending to his mistress-turned-ailing wife!]

[Mr. Cameron, now the black sheep of the family.]

[Once a high-flying CEO, now reduced to scarfing down takeout as an extra in a show!]

Cameron became the target of online ridicule. Even though he was too busy to keep up with his phone, he couldn't ignore the obvious looks from those around him. Their eyes were full of pity and disdain.

He caught snippets of their whispers, "Look, there's the guy all over the internet. He dumped his devoted wife for a fling. Serves him right. He's getting what he deserves. Now his family has turned their backs on him, and he's hiding out like a scared turtle." Cameron had never faced such humiliation. He shot a fierce glare at the person, but his dignity, much like his dwindling assets, had all but disappeared.

They weren't intimidated by him. Instead, they met his gaze with mocking smirks.

Eventually, Cameron retreated, defeated.

sky had begun to rumble with thunder and lightning. A torrential downpour cascaded from the sky, so heavy that people

in the rain, unmoving. As the rain soaked through him, it seemed to wash away some of the sting in his heart. He kept asking himself: how did things end

had dragged

it, Cameron found himself at Nathalie's doorstep. He stared at the closed door, and memories from a few years back flooded his mind before the divorce and before he pressured her into donating a kidney to Greta. Back then, just stepping within ten feet of the door would have Nathalie rushing out to

him in a big hug and gently take his coat and bag, always so caring and

his heart was too caught up with Greta, and he took Nathalie's kindness for

she had grown more distant. He was too thick-headed, or maybe

to notice how

had

cooled towards him.

ive

attention back then and soothed her hurt, maybe her resentment wouldn't have burned so hot. Would

creaked open

He looked up,

out,