Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 490

This was the first time Greta and Cameron found themselves sleeping in separate rooms since they got married. It felt like the final nail in the coffin of their relationship.

Greta felt like a driftwood, floating aimlessly without a place to anchor. Her once vibrant life now seemed like a mirage, an illusion that had vanished.

Everything felt fake.

Only the endless struggles seemed real.

That night, sleep eluded Greta. The night was dark and windy, and the quiet of their villa was suddenly shattered by a low, rumbling sound. Greta sat up abruptly, as if in a trance, mumbling, "Has he gone to her?" Cameron, behind the wheel of the simple car they once used on their wedding day, sped through the empty streets. The cold, lonely night seemed to play tricks on him, as memories of marrying Nellie flooded his mind. On that day, Nellie had been a vision in her white wedding dress, sitting patiently, waiting for him. But he, frustrated because he hadn't married the woman he truly loved, drowned his disappointment in a drink or two. He didn't want to leave.

Especially with Greta's desperate attempts to stop the wedding-running away and even threatening to end it all. Cameron, drunk and frazzled, had rushed to calm her down. By the time he returned for the ceremony, the auspicious moment had passed.

The officiant, a fiery young woman, had spoken up for Nellie, "Sir, your bride is kind and beautiful. You should treat her well. With your behavior today, any other girl would have walked away. Your wife's understanding nature is a blessing, don't take her love for granted. If she ever realizes her own worth and moves on from you, you'll have no one to blame but yourself."

thinking Nellie was lucky to have him. He couldn't imagine a scenario

Cameron found himself retracing the path they took on their wedding day. The once young and reckless Cameron now felt the weight of

arriving at

and disappointment in Nellie's eyes. Still, she didn't blame him; instead, she voiced her

What a naive girl.

pang of guilt, and he had pulled her into his arms, carrying her to their

the ceremony, he had promised, "For richer, for poorer, in

donated a kidney to Greta, he

foolishly believed Nellie should be content with

had forever to make it

could've guessed Nellie

bigger than he

she realized she'd been deceived, she orchestrated her escape without

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