Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 375

"I'm not coming home tonight," Cameron blurted out, his heart sinking into a bottomless pit. He couldn't believe he was feeling so distant and resistant towards the woman he'd cherished his whole life. How did it come to this? "Cameron, my stomach hurts so much. Can you come home right now?" Greta sobbed, sounding as helpless as a lost child.

But now, even though he was worried about Greta's health, he managed to keep his wits about him. He opened the surveillance app on his phone, and as the screen came to life, he saw the scene in their living room. Greta was draped in a silk nightgown, lounging elegantly on the sofa. She was holding a wine glass, savoring what appeared to be some fancy juice.

Cameron used to be terrified of her tears; whenever she cried, it felt like his world was crumbling.

With her other hand, she was mindlessly scrolling through her phone, watching all sorts of trashy shows. Her nails were perfectly manicured, glimmering with a devilishly glamorous shine. There was no hint of her being in distress over stomach pain, no trace of genuine despair.

However, when she spoke to Cameron, she put on quite the show, contorting her face in a grotesque display of sorrow, as if every cell in her body was acting out her supposed misery. Still, not a single tear was shed.

as if he was under a spell. His eyes were locked in place. Suddenly, Nathalie's frantic warning flashed in his mind. "Cameron, are you

body

had to accept that the dreams

scheming against Nathalie, leading to his daughter Nina's death, was all real. And he, the enabler, had pushed a kind and

his hands, tears of regret pouring down. "Everyone was right to scold me. I was lovesick and unable

I have been so blind? I treated a wolf in sheep's clothing as my beloved treasure.

has every

She trusted

who caused the death of Nathalie's most cherished daughter. It wouldn't be too much if Nathalie