Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 489

Greta sobbed, "Cameron, how did we end up here? Just a while ago, watching Nathan be so good to Nathalie, I couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. It reminded me of how things used to be when you always had my back without question." Cameron stayed silent.

After what felt like forever, he finally asked, "When you were feeling envious of Nathalie, did it ever cross your mind that I might be feeling the same about Nathan?"

Greta felt a chill run through her. "You... envy Nathan?"

Greta had always been fiercely competitive and never considered Nathalie a real contender. To her, Nathalie was just an ordinary girl from a tough background-an orphan raised in the slums, with little education. She never saw Nathalie as a threat. For years, she looked down on Nathalie as if she were insignificant.

Little did she expect that one day, Nathalie would outshine her. Even Cameron, her own partner, seemed to hold Nathalie in higher regard now.

Greta burst out in frustration, "You should envy him. So young and already he's tackled the Rowland family's messes. He's even taken over Dawson International, a company that used to be your pride."

She thought she could change the subject, hoping Cameron would dodge the uncomfortable truth.

But when someone doesn't love you anymore, sparing your feelings is the last thing on their mind. Cameron's words cut through, "It's not his achievements I envy. It's his ability to love someone completely, without holding back."

that she loves him back with the same intensity. Their love isn't about what

murmured, "We had that kind of

never did," Cameron replied, his voice heavy with regret. "Or maybe I never felt that kind of love. The you I loved would never go all

you just

answered bluntly, "Yeah, I guess

welled up in Greta's eyes. "What

replied coldly, "Do you really

Greta hesitated, unsure.

fault you for not having a beautiful face, but an ugly heart? Or for being physically weak yet living extravagantly, with

cried,

just don't love

It's not about my flaws. It's because you

love for you faded. So did the rose-colored glasses. Only then

took Greta

fiddling with his