All Chapters of Reborn Without You: Chapter 861 - Chapter 870

Amelia paused.Christopher's apology came out of nowhere.Her throat tightened, as if something was caught there.She looked into his eyes and saw the weight in them, the complicated emotions churning beneath the surface.Depression wasn't something light.Even Jessica, someone as professional as she was, had said his condition was serious.Amelia's lips parted slightly, and she took a breath. "Don't overthink it. No matter what you decided back then, you did it because you thought it was best for Evie and me. You just chose the way you believed was right."She gave a faint smile. "I don't blame you. And maybe one day, you'll be able to really open up and tell me what you've been carrying all this time."Christopher's chest sank. Hearing her try so hard to comfort him only made it worse.He had made the wrong choices. He had let her and their daughter carry the consequences for years. And now, in the end, she was the one comforting him.That hurt more than any accusation ev

Christopher gently patted Evelyn's back and handed her the snack bag he had been holding. "There are your favorite strawberry cookies in there, and that bunny plush you said you wanted."Evelyn took the bag and eagerly opened it. The moment she saw the plush bunny, her eyes curved into happy little crescents.But after that first burst of excitement, her movements slowly turned careful. She clutched the toy tightly, no longer hugging Christopher around the neck the way she had just moments ago.She remembered how it used to be.Every time she called him "Daddy," he would frown and tell her not to call him that. Only Nathan was allowed to say it.A small flicker of fear crept into Evelyn's chest as she wondered if he would get upset again.Christopher noticed the shift almost immediately.He saw the hesitation in her eyes, and something in his chest tightened, sharp and aching.He knew exactly why.He had been cold and distant before.And now, even a simple "Daddy" made his da

Christopher froze for a second. He didn't say a word.An odd, heavy silence settled between him and Amelia.Amelia studied the tight line of his jaw, then asked again, softer but more direct, "Are you still hung up on whether you're going to accept Evelyn as your daughter?"The question caught in his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed as his gaze drifted toward the bedroom door.From inside, there was the faint rustle of Evelyn flipping through the pages.He looked back at Amelia, his voice firm, leaving no room for doubt. "Of course, I accept her. She's my daughter. She has been since the day she was born."The words landed in Amelia's chest like a stone dropping into still water. The tension she had been holding onto finally loosened.She stepped closer until there was barely a two-foot distance between them, her voice dropping to a quiet murmur. "Then what's really bothering you lately? Is it Jayden or the car crash? Whatever it is, can't we face it together?"Christopher's bod

"Why are you in such a rush to find Evelyn a dad?" Amelia asked Christopher.Her gaze was steady, open in a way it had never been before. She waited for his answer.Christopher's chest dropped hard. The question didn't feel warm to him. It landed heavy, thick with guilt. He couldn't meet her eyes. His fingers trembled slightly.Of course, he wanted to be Evelyn's father. He wanted to make up for everything he had missed. But he hadn't even managed the most basic thing. He hadn't been there. He hadn't protected them.So what right did he have to claim that role now?"I…" He opened his mouth, trying to speak, when his phone rang. The screen lit up with Nigel's name.Christopher frowned and answered immediately, his voice snapping back into control. "Yes?""Mr. Zephyr, something's happened. Can you come over right now? There's something important you need to hear."Nigel's voice came through tense and urgent, noise humming faintly in the background.Christopher's expression tig

The air in the room felt frozen.Amelia stood there, completely still, staring at the man in front of her like she couldn't believe what she had just heard."I love you more than my own life."The words hit her again and again, heavy as a hammer against her chest.The confession had come too late, and it carried too much weight. It pressed down on her until it was hard to breathe. Tears welled up in her eyes, trembling but refusing to fall.She had only asked those questions because she had finally come to terms with something.Her failed marriage with Christopher had never been entirely his fault.Back then, she had known he was conflicted. She had known he had just lost his mentor and was being forced by his family.And still, she had held on to her feelings, stubbornly insisting on marrying him. She believed that, as long as they were together, everything would work itself out.She ignored the struggle in his eyes and the pain he carried into that marriage. Wasn't that kind