Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 811

Morris had this icy vibe about him that you couldn't ignore. Ashley, feeling the chill, pulled her coat tighter, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

"Nathan, do you have a thing for her?" she asked.

Morris didn't say a word. His silence spoke volumes, confirming Ashley's worst fears.

Ashley felt a wave of irritation wash over her. "You shouldn't be into her. I straight- up asked her, and she said she sees you as nothing more than a brother."

To prove her point, Ashley whipped out her phone and played a recording, letting Morris hear the verdict firsthand.

Morris's handsome face turned to stone, his lips pressed into a tight line. It was obvious he was ticked off. Really ticked off.

Feeling a bit smug, Ashley tried her luck and reached for Morris's hand. But he recoiled like she was a rattlesnake, glaring at her with a dark, intense look.

Panicked, Ashley blurted out, "Nathan, why are you looking at me like that?"

Morris's deep voice was laced with disdain. "Ashley, I can't stand sneaky little games right in front of me."

recording was just too obviously

conversation, Morris didn't even give Ashley another glance as he

daze, staring at Morris's retreating figure.

didn't bother answering. Angry and frustrated, Ashley kicked the wall, only to end up hurting herself and bursting into tears. Her heart

gentle spring rain swept away the world's pretense. At Stewart Estate, the trees and flowers were a burst of vibrant colors, reds

had crept into the afternoon, she stayed in her plain white pajamas, her eyes empty, her thoughts

face He waved at her like a playful kid. "Nathalie, I'll

shifted to Nathan holding her, his cheeks a rosy

don't just want you as a sister. I want you as my

leaned in to kiss her, but

herself, confused, "Are you in love with

teasing her? Making ripples in her onée calm

hold

hidden behind dark

mumbled, vaguely recalling

gaze filled with such warmth, such

"Nathalie."