All Chapters of The Reborn Wife revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Puff, huff. A young woman who appears to be in her mind twenties panted heavily, the blaring noise from the cars almost blinding her. She waved frantically at the passing cars but none stopped at the highway to help her out.Barefooted, hair disheveled, staggering like a drunkard made Camille look like the kind of hitchhiker you want to avoid.Her vision blurred but the desire to live was stronger than thr pain she felt, half an hour ago, she was tied down like a criminal, ready to be dissected and she barely made it out after fighting for her life.“Miss, are you okay?” A passerby stopped right by her and asked.The person looked like a teenager, probably out for a night run.“Can I borrow your phone? I need to call someone.” She begged, desperately.Moved with compassion, he lent her his phone. Five minutes later, a car halted in front of them. A man and woman alighted and rushed towards her.“Camille!” The man called out as he hugged her intimately while the woman looked teary.Cam

All he wanted was a decent breakfast at his favorite breakfast cafe, personally. When Nico had Roberto Ryans follow him there, what he wasn't certainly expecting was a young crazy lady who'd go ahead to spill coffee on his favorite tux and then insult his looks.Roberto Ryans had been desperately wanting to see the one man that would change the course of his life and company forever and when he finally got the invitation to join him for breakfast, he was overwhelmed with joy.But seeing him standing there looking like a teenager with a stained shirt and a potty mouthed lady insulting him, even him was terrified.“Boss, should I make her apologize?” Dante, Nico's head of security asked.Nico gestured with a slight wave of his hand to let it slide, he turned to face the little man beside him. “Mr Ryans, I'm sorry you had to see this. Breakfast is ruined, how about your secretary brings over the proposal tomorrow and then I'll review it, see it as my means of apologizing for this embarra

Amelia looked at Vincent, they were both shocked.“Camille...” Vincent trailed, “have you been cheating on me?”“I'll leave that to your imagination. Have you? That doesn't even matter. What matters is that I love him,” Camille said, holding Nico's arm tightly. “And we're going to get married soon.”“Camille, are you okay? Did he threaten you?” Amelia asked, reaching to touch Camille who instinctively moved back, disgust written all over her face.“I've made my decision, sweet, honest bestie,” Camille said sarcastically. “I would like you to respect it. It's the most you could do for me right now.”“What- what has he done that I haven't done for you? Why are you treating me this way?” Vincent almost broke down. His breathing was shallow as he tried to control both his anger and his pain.“Well, inasmuch as I don't owe you an explanation, I'm gonna tell you anyway. He is really smart, cooks well, fucks well, treats me well and name it. He's a hundred times better than you- the both of

The sunlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains, shining directly onto her face. Camille groaned, half awake, she rolled over and raised her pillow to bury her head under it. As she placed her head on what was supposed to be her blanket, she heard something rustle and felt a nylon material rubbing against her face.Camille paused. With blurry eyes, she raised her pillow up and pulled out a half eaten candy that was stuck to the side of her face.“Ugh!” She groaned. “Why am I such a messy sleeper?” She asked rhetorically, rubbing her exhausted hands over her eyes to remove the grit on them.She sat up on her bed and reached to massage her scalp. Her hair was open.“Shit!” Camille cussed, reasking herself the rhetorical question she asked earlier.Her face fell as she heaved a heavy sigh.“I had plans for this hair”Camille looked at her hands and discovered they were stained with mascara. “Ugh!” She groaned again, staring at the mess her face had done on her pillow… and the entire

Nico walked into the hospital with so much grace, emitting an aura that made the people around him feel highly intimidated. He hadn't bothered to change out of his mud stained joggers as he had something more threatening to do.Despite that, he looked as handsome as ever. His perfect jaw line was more pronounced as he clenched his jaw, and his black shiny hair that had overgrown a little fell to his face. His purely defined lips stayed in a straight line and his always-bored baby blue eyes held an icy glare at no one in particular.Nico walked with more grace towards the ward attendant in the hospital, he was really angry he had to state Miranda's name and room number before she; the ward attendant, could know who he was or who he wanted to see.“Sir, I'm sorry but you'll have to wait.” The ward attendant paused, as if studying his reaction. She continued when she assumed he wasn't going to make any violent move, “she's resting right now and can't be seen. When she's awake, you'll be