All Chapters of Save it, Mr Arrogant! I Dumped You After Reborn.: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Gabriel POVI parked at the hotel and led Evelyn inside. The restaurant was visible from the entrance, and I could see Rowan sitting at a table near the window, eating lunch alone.I guided Evelyn to a position where she could see him clearly without being obvious about it. I kept my hand on the small of her back, a protective gesture that was as much for my benefit as it was for hers.I watched her face carefully as she looked at Rowan. I saw the moment recognition flickered in her eyes. Not immediate recognition, but something. A sense of familiarity."That man," she said quietly. "The one sitting by the window. He was... he was at the cafe. He was the one who brushed past me on my way in and smelled a certain way."My entire body went rigid. She'd recognised him. After all this time, after all my suspicions, Evelyn had just confirmed what I'd been terrified to believe.Rowan Brice. My right-hand man. My most trusted advisor. The man who'd stood beside me through countless battles a

Evelyn POVIf Isabella wanted to humiliate me, she had chosen the wrong woman to do it quietly.Evelyn Bennett did not do quiet, humiliation anymore.I took a deep breath in the back of my car, looking at my reflection in the compact mirror one last time.Isabella wanted to humiliate me. She wanted me to serve drinks at her birthday party, as if I were beneath her, and everyone there.Fine.If she wanted to make a fool of me, I might as well do it in style.The serving uniform she'd sent was a basic black dress with a white apron—the kind of thing you'd see at any upscale restaurant. But I'd had a tailor work on it, and now it was something entirely different.The dress was cut short, hitting mid-thigh instead of knee-length. The neckline had been lowered to reveal just enough cleavage to be interesting without being outright scandalous. The back was completely open, showing the smooth expanse of my skin. And the white apron had been tailored to accentuate my waist, drawing attention

Evelyn POVHe led me upstairs to a luxurious bedroom with a king-sized bed and windows overlooking the city."I'll let you get settled," Gabriel said, turning to leave.“Gabriel,” I called out quietly.He turned to look at me, his eyes flashing with impatience. “Evelyn, this is a bad idea. I know I wanted to be with you and I still want even now but, I cannot let you do it in this state.”“This is the exact state I should do it in. I’m happy, I swear. I ruined Isabella’s birthday part and I don’t want to be alone tonight?”“Go to Vincent,” he replied.“What I feel for you, I don’t feel it with Vincent.” I took a step towards him, holding his gaze. “I need you. I need you to make me feel better.”Gabriel’s eyes widened as he stared at me for a few minutes, before he sighed, shaking his head slowly.“Don’t regret this tomorrow.”Without any other words, he pulled me close, his hands running over my body as he kissed me deeply. The taste of cake and alcohol on my lips only fueled his des

Evelyn POVThe first thing I became aware of was pain.A dull, throbbing pain at the back of my head made it difficult to think clearly.My eyelids felt heavy, weighed down by something. I tried to open them but I couldn’t. Eventually, I managed to crack them open, blinking as I tried to make sense of the grey, blurred shadow that was my vision.I blinked several times, trying to focus and to understand where I was.My throat was dry, and my tongue felt heavy like cotton had been shoved into my mouth. This wasn’t my home or any place I was familiar with.I wasn’t lying on the bed. I was lying on something hard that felt like concrete. I realised as sensation began to return to my body that the air smelled stale. You know that smell that reminds you of old, rusting machinery and dust…that was exactly what it was.I tried to move my head to scan the area properly. This was a warehouse.I was in a warehouse like in my past life.Panic began to claw at my chest, but I forced myself to sta

Adrian POVEvelyn closed the space between them; her expression was eerily calm, almost serene, making it difficult to know what was going through her mind at that moment."You know what I think, Isabella?" Evelyn said, her voice quiet but carrying across the ballroom. "I think you're terrified. I think you're so scared that you're not good enough, not smart enough, not strong enough, that you have to tear other women down to feel powerful."Isabella's face had flushed red. "How dare you—""I'm not done," Evelyn had cut her off. "You tried to humiliate me by making me serve at your party. But what you actually did was remind everyone in this room what real strength looks like. Real strength isn't about power plays or manipulation or trying to make other people feel small. Real strength is standing in front of people who want to destroy you and refusing to apologise for existing."She'd paused, and her gaze had swept across the ballroom before settling back on Isabella."You know what