Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 669: Think of Me Often

Peyton grumbled to herself. Any feelings she once had for Alexander had completely vanished—now, just hearing his voice made her feel disgusted... and afraid.

Maybe it was the illness. That’s what made her scared.

But wasn’t Alexander always known for being clean and disciplined? How could he end up with that kind of disease?

Then again, maybe not. Maybe he had fooled around behind her back. She couldn’t trust him 100%. Men were unpredictable, after all.

Peyton figured it was time—she needed to break up with him.

Two days passed.

Alexander still couldn’t reach Aurora, so he took it out on Peyton by calling her constantly, pestering her nonstop—until she finally snapped and dumped him.

Alexander went through the motions, pretending to be heartbroken. Peyton, in her usual dramatic fashion, claimed she couldn’t be with him anymore because she didn’t want to hurt Aurora.

When Alexander heard that, he nearly gagged.

Hurt Aurora?

Wasn’t she the one who spent all that time trying to hurt Aurora?

Where was all that guilt back then? Now she wanted to play the self-sacrificing saint?

Mrs. Lewis heard about the breakup and immediately rushed to Alexander’s apartment. She found him shaving, looking refreshed and energized—not like someone who just got dumped.

"Son, how could Peyton break up with you? Didn’t she love you like crazy? She hung in there for years! Why’d she suddenly end things? Tell me!"

Kennedy came with her, flopping onto the couch with an eye-roll.

"Let me guess—you dumped her, didn’t you? Still hung up on that little temptress?"

Alexander shot a cold glance at his sharp-tongued sister. Sometimes, he wondered if they even shared the same blood.

"It’s not like that, Mom. She found a new guy—someone richer, better looking," he said coolly.

Peyton really was something else. Right after dumping him, afraid he’d come crawling back, she hooked up with some rich second-gen heir.

And she wasn’t subtle about it either. She sent him a photo via chat, saying she’d found someone more suitable.

"Look for yourself," Alexander said, pulling out his phone and opening the chat thread to show his mom and sister.

Kennedy’s eyes went wide as she read through the messages.

In the thread, Alexander was clearly begging Peyton to come back. Peyton responded by sending a photo of herself with another man, saying she was in love and there was no going back.

"What the hell? Peyton flipped so fast? I don’t believe this! Something’s fishy here!" Kennedy shouted, immediately trying to call Peyton—only to discover she’d been blocked.

She had actually blacklisted her!

Mrs. Lewis, despite her age, could still clearly see what was in that photo.

"Alexander, did you do something to her? Peyton was such a good girl. Why would she dump you? She stuck by you for years before you two got together. And now..."

She looked at her son, eyes full of suspicion.

"Just tell me the truth—are you still hung up on that little fox?"

Alexander was fed up. He raised his phone, snapping back:

"You saw the messages—she dumped me. Whether I get back with Aurora or not, that’s my business!"

Mrs. Lewis looked unconvinced. Kennedy wasn’t buying it either.

Alexander’s tone turned colder. His mother and sister didn’t understand him—and he had no intention of telling them the truth anyway.

"Women fall out of love fast. Haven’t you seen how many shotgun marriages end in divorce these days?"

"Doesn’t matter. I still won’t let you be with Aurora!" Mrs. Lewis snapped, her eyes filled with resentment.

The reason Mrs. Lewis hated Aurora was something only she knew.

When Alexander was just two years old, her husband had an affair with a woman who looked strikingly like Aurora. She wasn’t Aurora’s mom, but the resemblance was uncanny.

And ever since then, Mrs. Lewis couldn’t stand the sight of Aurora.

Just looking at her brought back the memory of that betrayal—made her skin crawl.

Even now, even with Peyton out of the picture, she would never let Aurora and Alexander be together.

Alexander didn’t say a word. He silently picked up a fruit knife from the table.

"If you don’t agree, then fine..." he said coldly.

"Mom, I’ll slit my wrists right here to prove it."

As soon as he said it, Alexander suddenly slashed his wrist.

The sight sent Mrs. Lewis into a panic. She rushed toward him, horrified. Kennedy screamed, her eyes wide with terror.

"Are you insane?! You’re slitting your wrist over that trashy woman?!"

Mrs. Lewis was heartbroken and trembling, her thin body shaking violently.

"My son... how could you use something like this to threaten me over a woman..."

Alexander’s face was full of grim determination.

"Mom, are you still not going to agree? If not, I’ll cut again!"

Blood dripped onto the floor—like blooming, crimson flowers. How could Mrs. Lewis not panic? How could she not give in?

This was her son. No mother could watch her child hurt himself in front of her.

"Okay, okay—I agree, I agree!"

Tears welled up in Mrs. Lewis’s eyes—rage, grief, helplessness all colliding inside her. She quickly nodded and pounced forward to grab the fruit knife from his hand.

"Kennedy, get the disinfectant! Now!"

Kennedy scrambled to the drawer, pulling out cotton, antiseptic, and bandages. Alexander sat there, watching them fuss over him in silence.

A flicker of guilt passed through him. His mother was getting old—he shouldn’t have pushed her like this.

But the thought of giving up Aurora... felt worse than death.

Seven years of love—he still couldn’t let go.

He’d treated her so coldly before because he was furious—furious at her closeness with Everett, convinced she was selling herself for fame and fortune.

But the truth was, Aurora wasn’t like that at all.

He just realized it... too late.

Would Aurora ever forgive him?

After returning to her home country, Aurora immediately bought a new phone. As soon as she inserted her SIM card, a flood of messages from Alexander poured in.

"Aurora, I broke up with Peyton. My mom’s okay with us being together now. Where have you been? I heard you went abroad. Please contact me when you’re back. I love you."

"It’s raining today. It’s cold and damp. In this terrible weather, all I can think about is you."

"Aurora, do you still hate me? I know I went too far. I never should’ve doubted you. But I’ve always loved you. I hope..."

Aurora felt drained. She couldn’t even bring herself to read the rest.

She took a long bath, then finally got some sleep. When she woke up, lunch had been prepared, and Dominic was calling her to come eat. She stretched lazily in bed.

"I heard our little pop king’s about to film an action movie with a rising martial arts actor," Dominic said, chatting beside her.

"LXL’s growing fast. Aurora, you ever think about acting?"

Aurora froze. Movies?

Her mind immediately flashed to being chased, the chaos, the fear, the violence.

She saw Everett’s face again—tight with pain, slicing into his arm to remove a bullet.

That image was brutal... and made her heart tremble all over again.

He had looked so breathtaking in that moment.

It was then she finally understood—she couldn’t suppress her feelings anymore.

That was the moment she had truly, deeply fallen in love with him.