All Chapters of Reborn For Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I sat alone in my room, the events from earlier tormenting my thoughts. My stomach churned with frustration, and I wondered how I could ever make changes while still enduring so much. I raised my hand, looking at the date marked on my wrist. "When that moment comes again, what will happen to me?" I whispered to myself, the weight of uncertainty heavy on my heart. "Emma, please… we're family," my mother's pleading voice echoed in my mind. I remembered gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white, trying to blink away the tears. My lip throbbed where I had bitten down hard, stifling my sobs. The taste of blood was sharp on my tongue, mingling with the salt of my tears. Without realizing it, I approached an intersection. The traffic light had turned red, but my distracted mind didn’t register the change. It wasn't until I was almost in the middle of the intersection that panic surged through me, and I instinctively turned the wheel to the left, desperate to avoid

The next morning, I dressed carefully, choosing an outfit that was stylish but not too flashy. Arriving at the cooking class early, my heart pounded as I stood in the lobby, nerves threatening to overwhelm me. “What am I supposed to do?” I said hoarsely to myself, then took a deep breath, gathering my courage. I proceeded inside, my heels slapping the floor, carrying a box bag in my hand.Inside the apartment, chaos reigned. Just as Mia had described, everyone was too caught up in their own arguments to notice my entrance. “I must be famous around here,” I said loudly, trying to get their attention.Heads turned, faces full of remorse, some craning to see who had spoken. I recognized Mrs. Elizabeth as she turned to face me, a serving spoon in her right hand.“Who are you? Are you interviewing today?” a woman in a light blue outfit and apron asked.“Yes,” I smiled. I spotted Amory’s mother, who immediately recognized me and lowered the spoon she was holding. I took a couple of steps

I took a deep breath, my head lowered. “You must be curious why I decided to break off my engagement,” I paused, looking at her. “It's because I was betrayed. I found out that he was going to take advantage of me,” she lowered her head slightly. “I swore that I would never fall in love again. But then, I met Amory,” I glanced at Amory, who was standing beside the couch. He looked at me, but I quickly looked away. “I thought… at least, he would never betray a woman, his person, like that,” I paused, then continued. “Even if he did, he has an assertive and opinionated mother who wouldn't let him get away with it.”“What?” She exclaimed, blinking her eyes rapidly and also to Amory who made a slight cough.I turned my gaze to my left side grabbed my bag from inside the couch I was sitting on and stood up. “I'm sorry about today,” I said, bending my head slightly with pleading in my voice. “I'll see you soon, mother.” Amory grabbed my hand, but I could sense the disbelief washing over his

"They want the families to meet?" Mother exclaimed, her voice sharp with shock, tension radiating off her in waves.I smiled, trying to keep my expression calm. "Yes. They asked about this weekend," I said, turning my gaze toward Father, curious about his reaction.Father, who had been leaning back on the couch, suddenly sat up straight, reaching for his phone. "Hey," he barked into the receiver. "Cancel my reservation for this weekend. Make up some kind of excuse. Okay."The tension was palpable now, thick in the air. Mother’s face was a storm of emotions, her expression caught somewhere between anger and disbelief. "Cancelled? Wasn't that with the Financial Services people?" she smirked, her voice laced with accusation.Father waved his hand dismissively, leaning back again, the phone now forgotten. "I was going to spend money to make connections," he muttered, releasing a heavy breath, "but we're about to be in-laws with such a huge family." He paused, shifting his gaze to mine, hi

After a long, tense silence, the screech of Mother’s chair dragged me back to reality. She stood abruptly, her face twisted with fury, her eyes boring into me like daggers. "Emma," she hissed through clenched teeth, barely containing her anger. "Could we talk for a second?" Without waiting for my response, she stormed off, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floors. I sighed, glancing at Amory, who gave me a soft, reassuring smile. His calm presence was the anchor I needed right now. I offered a brief smile to the rest of the family before excusing myself, quietly slipping out of the room and into the corridor. Mother was already pacing frantically, one hand covering her mouth as though trying to suppress whatever torrent of emotions threatened to spill out. Anger and confusion radiated from her, and I could tell my earlier actions had shaken her. She noticed me, her eyes narrowing, and in an instant, she rushed toward me, her heels clicking against the floor like gunfire