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Reborn Heiress: My Ex-Fiancé's Bitter Regret

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 795    |    Released on: 16/04/2026

es. The security team lowered their flashlights, and the

ckward, floating until her

heir. The violent bully she had despis

e floorboards. He walked straight toward her ruin

custom-tailored suit absorbed the dark blood

h. She lunged forward, swinging her fists at his face.

lluses, trembled violently as he gently brushed asi

he veins in his neck bulged. His deep-set eyes instantly flooded wi

at of his body. He wrapped it around Annabelle's broken remai

n. She couldn't process why the man who used to terrorize

r like a man clinging to the edge of a cliff. His kn

onto her cold, dead cheek. The heat of that tear felt

stepped into the doorway.

"Axel and Fay's wedding is currently u

talyst. The suffocating grief surrounding Dangelo insta

voice was a low, mechanical growl. "Every

l completely alienate the tech cartel. The Department of Justic

waistband and slammed it onto the rot

und," Dangelo roared, the sound vibrating through the

is violence terrified her, but the cracks in her lif

ms. He moved with extreme caution, as if a s

he told the deputy. "No p

ped. He turned his head and stared at the

the device. His eyes were entirely dead.

of the apartment building. The downdraft blew

dragged through the ceiling, tethered to her physical body as D

her cold hand trapped between his large palms, lifting her fingers to his

ding back an encrypted tablet. "We locked onto

he screen. "Short everything.

night skyline of San Francisco. Below them, the massive st

reinforced glass. He pressed t

ecu

Vs suddenly swarmed the streets surrounding the

dark. The power grid was severed. The glittering weddi

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Reborn Heiress: My Ex-Fiancé's Bitter Regret
Reborn Heiress: My Ex-Fiancé's Bitter Regret
“Annabelle lay dying on a rotting mattress in a freezing apartment, her lungs failing from severe malnutrition. Her phone rang. It was her fiancé, Axel, calling from his lavish wedding-with her best friend, Fay. "You were just a naive ATM," Axel chuckled over the phone. He admitted he had drained her trust fund and framed her for the drug scandal that ruined her life. Fay took the phone, wearing the haute couture wedding dress Annabelle had designed for herself. "Your parents' private jet crash wasn't an accident," Fay whispered viciously. The brutal truth shattered Annabelle. She died in pure agony, vomiting blood, her eyes wide open in absolute hatred. But as her soul floated above her corpse, the door was kicked open by Dangelo Valencia-the arrogant heir she had despised her entire life. He held her ruined body, sobbing, and ordered his private army to destroy Axel and Fay, sending them to prison. Then, Dangelo collapsed, dying from a military shrapnel wound he got just to prove his worth after she had cruelly rejected him years ago. Watching him bleed out for her, Annabelle's soul screamed in excruciating guilt. Why had she blindly trusted a parasite who murdered her family, while destroying the only man who would burn the world down to avenge her? When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her pristine high school uniform. She had returned to the exact day she was supposed to fund Axel's startup. This time, she ripped his business plan to shreds and walked straight out to find Dangelo.”