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Chapter 12: Who Hurt You?
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Alia halted, her gaze icy as she fixed her eyes on Elias.“What do you know?” Her voice was low and carried an unmistakable authority.Elias smirked faintly, a playful glint in his expression. He didn’t answer immediately; instead, he casually adjusted his cuffs, speaking in a slow, deliberate tone:“Let’s take our time, Livia. Truth is never something revealed all at once.”There was an enigmatic undercurrent in his words, as if he already knew everything yet was intentionally probing. His calm and collected demeanor only heightened Alia’s wariness. She took a deep breath, swiftly reining in her emotions.“What are you talking about?” Her tone turned steady, tinged with coldness and denial. “I was simply unwell—no one is out to harm me.”Elias chuckled softly at her response. His laughter carried no mockery, only a trace of pity. Taking a few measured steps closer, he lowered his voice and said:“Ah, you can fool others, but not me. We were so close once.” Leaning in slightly, he loc
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“Do you have something you want to tell me?” Alia asked, her tone calm but probing, as if testing Elias’s true intentions.Elias fixed his gaze on her, his expression unwavering.“That depends on whether you’re willing to trust me. Perhaps I can help you uncover the truth.”His words carried a weight of intrigue, a mix of an extended hand and a veiled implication that he held crucial information. This made Alia more acutely aware that Elias was far more complex than he seemed. He was not merely a flirtatious, carefree nobleman—there was a depth to him, as well as a plan. Whatever their history as Livia and Elias, it had threads that extended far beyond mere private affection. Elias must have his own schemes and goals.This realization lit a fire within Alia. She knew she couldn’t fully trust him, but outright rejecting him might close a valuable lead. For now, she needed to tread carefully.“Even if that’s true, I’ve lost my memory, I don’t know what I am able to do.” Alia replied, fe
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Marcellus stood at the entrance of the training ground, his dark robe draping to his ankles. The heavy fabric and meticulous tailoring accentuated his tall and commanding presence. Though his figure was cloaked in the shadow of the doorway, his imposing aura was impossible to ignore. His brow furrowed slightly, his gaze calm yet deep as a still pond, fixed intently on Alia as if attempting to decipher some hidden clue from her expression.Alia’s heart tightened but remained outwardly composed. As an experienced “thief,” lying had become second nature. She tilted her lips into a faint smile and spoke with deliberate calm:“Oh, I was just talking about Elise.” Her tone carried a hint of exasperation, her eyes even showing a trace of reproach. “She got curious about the equipment and couldn’t resist trying it out. She nearly fell, so I scolded her and told her not to touch anything. I sent her off to do something else, thinking she might have snuck back to bother me again.”Her words wer
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Alia followed Marcellus, her hand in his, her mind occupied by the subtle differences between the brothers’ hands. Step by step, she allowed herself to be guided toward the study. The moment they crossed the door, her gaze was immediately drawn to the room before her.It was an opulent study, fitting for someone of Marcellus’s stature as the wealthiest man in the city. The space was vast, with a soaring ceiling adorned with intricate floral carvings. A massive crystal chandelier hung at its center, radiating brilliant light that reflected off the polished surfaces of the room. Dark oak bookshelves lined the walls, filled with heavy tomes whose embossed covers and gilded titles spoke of immense value.At the heart of the room stood a grand desk, its finely carved legs and intricate surface detailing a testament to exquisite craftsmanship. On it sat an antique globe and a gilded quill pen, its ink bottle emitting a faint, fresh scent as if waiting for its owner to write at any moment.N
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After her initial shock subsided, Alia took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She slowly sat back in her chair, pretending to be nonchalant, though her vigilance was at its peak. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind—did this mean she was already close to the legendary “Holy Grail”?Her eyes instinctively scanned the room—the arrangement of the bookshelves, the patterns on the walls. With her years of experience as a thief, she was certain this room held secrets. Perhaps a hidden chamber, and perhaps the Holy Grail was concealed within.As she became absorbed in her observations, Marcellus suddenly appeared before her. He bent down, his deep eyes locking onto hers, and with his long, elegant fingers, he gently lifted her chin. His voice was soft and low, carrying a hint of tenderness.“Darling, what’s wrong? What are you looking at? Or… searching for?”Alia stared at Marcellus. His gaze was tender and affectionate, his tone filled with concern, but this only made her
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“Me??”Alia jolted out of the intimate atmosphere that had enveloped her, her mind suddenly filled with a cacophony of question marks. She stared at Marcellus, dumbfounded, and instinctively repeated his words, hoping she had misheard.As a former thief in her past life, Alia was no stranger to lavish balls. In fact, she had perfected the art of maneuvering through them, making a clean getaway with her spoils. The elegant music, dazzling lights, and the chatter of the wealthy had always been her workplace. But planning a ball? That was a completely different story!She tried to mask her panic, pressing her lips together and speaking in the calmest voice she could muster.“Marcellus, are you sure you want me to handle this? I… might not be as skilled as you think.”Marcellus, however, seemed unperturbed. He smiled faintly, clearly oblivious to her internal turmoil.“My dear, don’t worry. This isn’t your first ball—you’ve done wonderfully before. You’ll do so again. I believe in you.”“
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Alia’s heart pounded in her chest like a war drum. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, then at the pair of tender eyes gazing at her from behind. For a fleeting moment, she felt a pang of hesitation: perhaps she could set aside her dangerous doubts, leave behind the bitter memories of her past life, and choose to stay here in the castle, living a peaceful and happy life with Marcellus.After all, Marcellus’s gentleness and care didn’t seem like a façade. She could feel the sincerity of his affection, a warmth so genuine it was like a campfire in the dead of night, coaxing her weary soul to long for solace and dependability.Yet, that hesitation lasted only a heartbeat before Alia snapped herself back to reality. Taking a deep breath, she buried the momentary softness within.“Don’t be foolish, Alia,” she silently chided herself.No matter how deeply this man seemed to care for her, his love was for “Livia,” not “Alia.” She was merely a soul occupying Livia’s body, always an im
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After a moment of waiting, Alia finally managed to regain a semblance of calm from the day’s chaos. Her thoughts, like a small boat caught in a rushing current, had finally found the shore, leaving her utterly drained.Initially, she had been brimming with determination, planning meticulously how to set up training equipment and prepare for any unexpected emergencies. However, Elias’s sudden appearance had stirred her emotions, momentarily making her forget her precarious situation. Then, as if rising from the depths, vague but persistent doubts returned—who had wronged her? Who had dragged her into this inescapable enigma?When Marcellus unexpectedly appeared at the training grounds, her nerves spiked. She feared he might discover Elias’s presence and even began to question whether she had inadvertently revealed something herself. Later, in the study, Marcellus’s intimate gestures left her conflicted. His tender gaze, the warmth of his light kisses, and the deep affection in his whis
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The room fell into silence. Marcellus’ deep gaze locked onto her, his voice low yet resolute. “Livia, I feel like you’ve changed ever since your last coma.”Livia—no, Alia—startled awake.A chill crept down her spine, and her fingers clenched unconsciously, trembling slightly at the tips.She had almost grown accustomed to being Livia—accustomed to everything around her, to her role as Marcellus’ wife, to being the object of Elias’ affection, to being the key figure entangled in the Holy Grail’s secret. Yet now, hearing Marcellus pierce through her pretense so directly, she suddenly realized—she had sunk too deep into this web of secrets and emotions.She had told herself countless times that she was just Alia, just a petty thief, someone who didn’t belong in this world. But every time she tried to distance herself, something unexpected would drag her back into this identity—forcing her to accept feelings and a fate that were never meant to be hers.But this time… perhaps this was her
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Elias looked at Livia, his gaze flickering slightly. He wanted to refute her, but her analysis was almost flawless. Indeed, if Livia took over, Eryx’s plans would be completely disrupted, and Marcellus wouldn’t truly lose his power.But…“Are you sure?” Marcellus finally spoke, his deep voice carrying a hint of complexity as he locked eyes with her. “Do you understand what this means?”Livia nodded without hesitation. “Of course, I do.”She took a deep breath, her tone softening slightly. “This isn’t just about your safety. It’s because…I don’t want Eryx to get his way.”Marcellus’s gaze darkened, a trace of unreadable emotion flashing in his eyes.For a moment, the air in the hospital room seemed to freeze.Marcellus stared at Livia in silence, struggling with something within himself. Then, he slowly spoke, his voice carrying an unusual trace of concern. “But what about your safety?”Unlike his usual composed self, there was a subtle, almost imperceptible worry in his voice. “If you
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The atmosphere in the hospital room was heavy and tense. The dim lighting cast soft shadows, but it couldn’t dispel the suffocating pressure hanging in the air.Marcellus leaned against the hospital bed, his head lowered in deep thought. After a moment, he slowly spoke, “This is what I wanted to tell you—if the explosion was truly aimed at me, then the enemy, having gone to such lengths, wouldn’t have let me escape at the last moment.”His gaze darkened, as if playing out every possible scenario in his mind. “If this was an assassination attempt, they had the means to ensure I died beneath the rubble. But I survived, injured but alive. What does that mean?”He let out a quiet sigh, his eyes growing even more profound. “If this was really meant to kill me, then it’s highly possible… they spared me on purpose.”Livia’s breath hitched slightly, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Spared you? Why?”“It could be a warning,” Marcellus replied, his tone devoid of emotion, as if merely stating a
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 135: Not an Accident!
Elias was just about to step out of the hospital room when Marcellus’s deep voice sounded from behind him.“Don’t go.”Elias paused slightly and turned back. Marcellus’s expression had grown even more solemn, his gaze deep and intense, as if it could pull someone in. He glanced at Livia, then subtly gestured toward the door. Elias understood and casually locked it, ensuring that only the three of them remained inside.“This incident… there’s something off about it,” Marcellus said, his voice low, carrying a suppressed chill.Elias frowned, immediately catching the underlying meaning in his words. “You’re saying… this wasn’t an accident?”Livia’s heart clenched, and she unconsciously tightened her fists, her eyes filled with shock. “What? Not an accident?”She had assumed it was just a construction mishap. Given the scale of the expansion project, even a slight oversight could lead to danger. But if it wasn’t an accident… that meant someone had deliberately caused the explosion.Marcel
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 134: Brothers
Elias stood at the hospital room door, hesitating to step inside. Marcellus had fallen back into a deep sleep after his conversation with Livia.Through the narrow gap in the door, Elias could see Livia sitting beside Marcellus’s bed, her expression heavy with complex emotions. In her eyes, there was concern, heartache, and… perhaps even a deep affection she herself might not want to admit.Elias’s heart clenched.He didn’t want to acknowledge it, but the truth was undeniable—she had always loved Marcellus.He should have expected it. He should have realized it long ago. Yet just hours ago, he had still believed he had a chance. At the top of the Ferris wheel, when he held her hand, she hadn’t pulled away. He had even come so close… so close to kissing her.But then, the explosion shattered everything in an instant.A bitter thought crossed his mind—if that explosion had come just a few minutes later, would things have been different?But reality didn’t deal in “what-ifs.”His gaze fe
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The night sky was torn apart by a sudden explosion, its fiery glow illuminating the darkness. The shockwave rippled through the ground, shaking it ever so slightly. Livia’s heart clenched, her mind racing through countless possibilities, but the one that terrified her most—was Marcellus or Adrian caught in that explosion?Screams and frantic cries echoed through the streets as people fled in panic. The once-quiet night was shattered beyond repair. Livia instinctively moved toward the explosion, but Elias grabbed her wrist, his brows tightly furrowed.“Don’t be reckless. At least confirm the situation first.”Livia took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm. She quickly pulled out her phone and contacted Adrian.“Are you both okay?” Her voice carried a trace of urgency.A few seconds later, Adrian’s voice came through. “Elise and I are fine. The explosion happened far from us.”Livia let out a breath of relief, but her heart remained lodged in her throat. “What about Marcellus? W
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 132: A Kiss and an Explosion
Livia’s mind was in turmoil. She was still trying to figure out what Eryx’s sudden interference meant, whether Edgar’s arrangements were intentional or had hidden motives, and—most pressing of all—what Marcellus’s situation was at that moment…But Elias nonchalantly interrupted her thoughts. “Thinking about all that won’t change anything. Today, I’m taking you out—to eat, to have fun. Let’s take a break.”Livia looked up at him. His expression held an unusual seriousness, as if he had planned this all along. There was no urgency in his gaze, no command—only a quiet expectation, like he was waiting for her answer.She hesitated. It was true—these past few days, her mind had barely had a moment’s rest. Problems tangled together, suffocating her. Maybe, just maybe, taking a break would actually help her sort things out.In the end, she gave a slight nod.Seeing her agree, Elias’s lips curved into a relaxed smile. “Then let’s go. I’ve planned everything for today.”—As night fell, the to
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 131: Eryx!
Livia and Elise returned to the castle under the deep night sky, where the light cast uneven shadows on the stone walls. As soon as they stepped into the main hall, they saw Emma standing to the side, as if waiting for them.Emma’s gaze lingered on Livia for a moment before she smiled faintly. “You’re back.”Livia nodded without saying much, while Elise politely inclined her head in greeting.An unspoken tension hung in the air. Livia’s emotions were complicated—she had yet to fully trust Emma, and she knew Emma wasn’t being entirely honest with her either. She had planned to sort out her thoughts upon returning to the castle, but now she found herself too drained to dwell on it.Forcing a small, indifferent smile, she said, “Mm, things are fine on Adrian’s side… I’m a little tired and want to rest.”Emma, perceptive as always, caught the hint of distance in her tone. Her expression faltered slightly but, in the end, she didn’t press further. Instead, she simply nodded and said, “Then
Reborn as the Wife He Killed Chapter 130: Farewell and Reluctance
Adrian looked around the humble shelter, yet his gaze carried a hint of contentment and warmth. A soft smile appeared on his lips as he focused on Elise, his voice gentle and steady. “I think this place is perfect.”His tone was filled with tenderness, and his eyes reflected an undeniable attachment. It was as if this worn-down hideout had become warm and inviting simply because Elise was here.Elise was briefly startled but soon smiled as well. She, too, glanced around the modest little house. It was merely a temporary refuge, lacking even proper furniture, yet to her and Adrian, it had become their private sanctuary—a place that belonged only to the two of them.Adrian took her hand, fingers interlocking, his warmth slowly transferring to her palm. Elise lowered her gaze, gently tracing his fingers, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Her eyes held a trace of shyness, but they couldn’t hide the happiness within.Livia, standing to the side, watched the lovestruck couple with an exag
