Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 26 Finished When Ethan arrived at Lily's apartment, he carefully searched her bag for the keys, doing his best not to wake her. After unlocking the door, he carried her inside and made his way to the bedroom.

In his arms, she looked peaceful, her face nestled against his chest as if this was where she belonged. Ethan hesitated for a moment, reluctant to let her go. But eventually, he gently placed her on the bed, taking care to cover her properly with the duvet.

As his eyes scanned the room, a frown formed on his face. The apartment was modest-too modest for his liking. The furniture was sparse, and the signs of wear were hard to ignore. How does she live here? he wondered. The thought unsettled him. He made a mental note to find a way to improve her living conditions once she beca permanent part of his life.

He turned to leave, but just as he was about to rise, he felt a soft tug on his hand.

"Don't leavealone. Lily murmured in her sleep, her delicate fingers wrapping around his Ethan's chest tightened at her words, his heart aching for her. Sitting down beside her, he allowed her to keep hold of his hand. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, his hand bCasey ng a stray strand of hair away from her face. She looked so vulnerable, yet so precious.

As he watched her sleep, his thoughts wandered back to the day they first met. It had been six months, but the memory was still vivid, etched into his heart like a permanent mark.

It was a day like any other-or so he'd thought. He was en route to an important meeting, his car weaving through the usual city traffic. Ethan had been on the phone, giving instructions to his assistant, when the car stopped at a red light.

That was when he saw her.

His words faltered mid-sentence, his attention stolen by the sight of a young woman across the street. She wasn't doing anything particularly remarkable, yet everything about her seemed extraordinary.

The wind played with her silky hair as she crouched to pet a group of stray dogs. Her smile, bright and unguarded, radiated a warmth that seemed to pierce through the chaos of the bustling street.

For a moment, Ethan forgot to breathe. His heart, usually steady and unyielding, skipped a beat.

"Sir? Are you there?" his assistant's voice crackled through the phone.

"Shut up," Ethan snapped irritably, unable to tear his eyes away from her. The world seemed to blur, leaving only her in sharp focus.

The light turned green, and his car began to move. Panic set in as he realized she was slipping away from his view.

"Stop the car!" he barked, his tone urgent.

The driver obeyed instantly, pulling over to the side of the road. Without waiting, Ethan stepped out and hurried back toward where he'd seen her. His gaze darted across the street, searching for her, but when he reached the spot, she was gone.

He stood there, scanning the area with growing desperation. The dogs had disappeared too, as if the entire scene had been nothing more than a fleeting dream.

Chapter 26 Was she real? Finished His shoulders slumped as disappointment settled in. It was as if she'd vanished into thin air, leaving nothing but the lingering memory of her radiant smile.

Just as he was about to turn away, something on the ground caught his eye. Bending down, he picked up a small silver bracelet. It was simple yet elegant, and engraved with the initials "LX" Ethan's fingers tightened around the bracelet as he straightened up, a strange sense of hope blooming in his chest. She might have disappeared for now, but this bracelet was proof she had been real.

And he was determined to find her.

Picking up the bracelet, a gentle smile crossed his lips. "Wherever you are, my love, I'll find you," he murmured softly. Yet, the moment he turned around, the warmth in his expression vanished. His face hardened, transforming back into the cold, emotionless mask he always wore.

He got into the car and gave his driver a curt order to drive. The driver, though puzzled by his master's unusual behavior, kept his questions to himself and followed the instructions without hesitation.

Arriving at his office, he immediately contacted his private investigator. "Find her," he commanded with an edge of determination. For three long months, the detective searched for the girl who had captured his heart, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't uncover a single trace of her.

Despite the fruitless efforts, he refused to give up hope. Each the held the bracelet in his hand. memories of her radiant smile flooded his mind, reigniting his resolve to find her.

One evening, at the grand opening of his newest club, Dark Ivy, he sat in his yusic private room overlooking the lively crowd below. The music thumped, and people danced, drank, and laughed together. He owned several such establishments but rarely visited them. This world of superficial indulgence and fleeting pleasures didn't appeal to him. To him, these places were where men flaunted their wealth, and women sought attention with shallow displays. Lost in thought, he sighed, whispering under his breath. "Where are you?" Just then, his gaze was drawn to a figure near the bar-a lone presence amidst the chaos. An unexplainable jolt ran through him, like a lost wanderer stumbling upon an oasis in a barren desert.

Without a moment's hesitation, he left his secluded room and approached her. Sitting beside her, he couldn't take his eyes off the girl in a pink hoodie and white pants. She looked so delicate, so innocent-a refreshing contrast to everything around her.

For the first tin his life, he felt something stir deep within. He was mesmerized, drawn to her in a way he had never experienced before. His NO usual disdain for women was well-known, fueled by his aversion to physical contact and mistrust of their intentions. Those who dared to approach him often faced harsh.

rejections.

Because of his detached demeanor, rumors swirled about his disinterest in relationships, even speculatingn about his sexuality. But the truth was simpler-he just hadn't met the one meant for him. And now, sitting beside this girl, he realized she was the one. She was the person he had been waiting for all along. Nervously fidgeting with his hands, he finally mustered the courage to speak. His voice was soft, tinged with uncharacteristic vulnerability. "Getting drunk?" he asked, his heart pounding as he awaited her response.

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