All Chapters of REBIRTH: MY EX HUSBAND WANTS A SECOND CHANCE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Cameras flashed from every corner as Iris dropped to her knees, the sound of the clicking shutters filling the air like a swarm of locusts. She wore a sleek black gown that clung to her curves. A black fascinator perched on her head, its delicate veil casting a shadow across her tear-streaked face, partly obscuring her features but not her pain.The moment she arrived at the police station, the paparazzi had swarmed her, hurling questions like stones about Elliot's arrest. Iris forced her chest to rise and fall dramatically, her breathing labored as her mascara streaked down her cheeks in inky trails. Her trembling hands clutched at the folds of her dress, the fabric twisting under her grip as she knelt on the cold pavement. To any passerby, she looked like a woman shattered by grief, you could as well liken her to a victim.But inside, Iris felt none of that. She felt alive.For once, the people of Havenport were paying attention—not to her, exactly, but to Charlie. And that was cl

Derek took the manual from Autumn, carefully examining the safety latch instructions. Without hesitation, he began rolling up his sleeves. Then, in one smooth motion, he folded his shirt and placed it neatly on a nearby chair. Autumn coughed awkwardly, her gaze darting to the far end of the room. Heat crept up her neck as she felt her face flush. She quickly backed away, giving him space. “I’m going to make lunch,” she mumbled, fleeing before Derek could reply. As she entered the kitchen, her heart pounded in her chest. She leaned on the counter, trying to calm herself. “He’s just here to help with the crib. Get a hold of yourself, Autumn,” she muttered under her breath. Determined to distract herself, she busied herself preparing lunch. Soon, the kitchen filled with the warm aroma of broth. Humming softly, Autumn ladled the soup into two bowls, placing them on a tray. A small frown crossed her face as she glanced at the portions. Will this be enough? she wondered, recalli

Autumn's throat went dry. She hadn’t expected her sister to catch on to her, but that didn’t matter. What mattered now was how much Iris knew. Her gaze swept over Iris, studying her from head to toe. It was uncanny—almost disorienting—how much Iris resembled Charlie. But there was always something unsettling about Iris, an eerie presence that lingered whenever she was nearby. That’s why Autumn had never fully accepted the idea that Iris was dead. Something about it had never felt right.“It’s been a while now,” Autumn said, her voice calm but laced with an edge. “Do you know you can go to jail for identity theft? Well, if it’s still called that, considering what you did is... rather extreme.” Iris chuckled, a sharp, scornful sound. Her lips curved into a mocking smile, her glare slicing through Autumn like a blade. “It’s not theft if it was handed to me by Elliot,” Iris retorted. “Besides, I’m just helping Charlie. You know, until she gets back—if she gets back.” Autumn’s eyes wid

Derek's footsteps echoed loudly in the polished hallway of Fraser Media Company, each step firm with determination. The sound seemed to reverberate in his mind, stirring fragments of memories he couldn't fully grasp. One of Charlie's bodyguards, tall and expressionless, escorted him without a word, leading him to her office with a precision that made the encounter feel almost ceremonial. By the time they reached the heavy oak door, Derek's emotions were a chaotic mix: disgust, confusion, and a simmering annoyance. Charlie's recent behavior gnawed at him. If her claims were true, she could have simply filed for divorce. Yet she’d clung to him, claiming to love him for years, making it nearly impossible for Derek to sever their twisted bond. The bodyguard opened the door with a professional nod, stepping aside as Derek entered. His eyes immediately landed on Charlie's back, her silhouette framed by the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the bustling city. She turned slowly, he

The atmosphere froze for Iris, her eyes struggled to roam the room, trying to think of a plan on the spot. Her hands seem to be tied as well as her tongue."Seems like you've chosen to be stubborn. Well that's fine. I'll see you behind bars." Derek mocked but he was interrupted by a call, he slides it to answer."Hello." He answered."Mr Ashton, Autumn is about to put to birth, we're on our way to the hospital." Derek's eyes widened."She's having the baby?" Derek's voice thundered the room."Yes, please get to the Havenport hospital as soon as possible." The call ends as Derek immediately turned, already disinterested by his game with Iris."Don't you dare move another inch Derek. We're still married and I forbid you from seeing that slut." Iris commanded her voice booming through the room. Derek chuckled, he couldn't believe the audacity. Sure he lost his memory but not his self respect.He turned to face Iris."You have no right to tell me what to do. That woman is not a slut, she'