Reborn To Save My Possessive Billionaire

Chapter 3

Word Count: 765 | Released on: 03/06/2026

already showered and changed into a perfectly tailored charcoal gray suit, every inch the ruthless CEO of

voice was flat, devoid of emotion. "You're awake. Get rea

lm. She walked toward him, her footsteps silent on the thick run

before she could touch him, a subtle, delib

tic mix of regret, confusion, and a coldness that was clea

night changes anything?" he

idn't do drugs," she said, her voice clear and

le touched his lips. "I

ere useless. But

ner wrist. The same wrist she had bitten open hours ago in front of him. It w

she said

cked-a hairline fracture in the wall he had spen

I was framed." She lowered her arm but kept her eyes locked on his. "I came back to prove that to you. One

wrapped her arm around his waist, pressing

he fine wool of his suit. "Don't send

the walls he'd just rebuilt. He was torn. His mind screamed that it was a trick, a calculated, manipulative plo

but his movements we

voice strained. "I'll

is voice clipped and authoritative as he ordered him to c

ret victory blooming in her ch

ntly etched with professional concern. He examined Asha's wrist, frownin

thought," Asha said evenly

of blood. Darien stood by the entire time, his face a thunderous mask, his eyes fixed on Asha. He didn't say a word, bu

en took the vial himself. He turn

nce again cold and distant, "you are not to leave this m

had seen the impossible. The healing arts of her past life had done what no argument could-they had shaken

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Amelia Rivers Romance

“I clutched the black marble urn containing Darien's ashes, my white dress soaking with blood from the gunshot wound in my abdomen. The people I trusted most-my adoptive family and my mentor-had cornered me in an abandoned warehouse. My adoptive sister stepped on my bleeding leg with her stiletto, mocking me as a parasite. "His death wasn't an accident, you know. It was very profitable," my brother laughed, confessing they had shorted the family company's stock. My trusted doctor smiled, admitting she had altered Darien's medication to slowly poison him. Even the uncle who used to bounce me on his knee sighed, revealing he had leaked Darien's schedule to orchestrate the fatal car crash just to pay off his debts. They had brutally murdered the only man who ever truly protected me, and now the doctor was raising a knife to ruin my face out of pure jealousy. I didn't cry or beg. Instead, I pressed the detonator hidden beneath the urn, dragging all my tormentors into a fiery hell before I plunged into the freezing ocean. As the icy water filled my lungs, the agony of their betrayal and the despair of losing Darien tore my soul apart. Why did he have to die for their greed? A splitting headache tore through the darkness, and a cold, furious voice exploded in my ear. Opening my eyes, I wasn't at the bottom of the sea. I was back in my bedroom ten years ago, looking up at a very much alive Darien.”