Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband (Lily and Ryan) novel Chapter 61

Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband 

Chapter 61 

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Lily felt an unexpected sense of joy as she made her way back to her apartment. In her previous life, she had never spoken up for herself like she did today. She had been obedient, quiet, and always eager to please. While she was smart in many aspects, she had been utterly naive when it came to matters of the heart. 

The truth had been right before her eyes, yet she had been blind to it. But today, something shifted inside her–like a heavy weight being lifted. For the first time, she felt free. 

Determined, she promised herself that she would win every battle against the Miller Family. Failure was not an option. If she couldn’t succeed this time, then her rebirth would have been in vain. This second chance was a gift, and she intended to make the most of it. 

When Lily reached her apartment, she unlocked the door and stepped inside. As she flipped on the lights, her excitement dimmed slightly. “Noodles again,” she muttered to herself, frowning. The thought of yet another bland, uninspiring meal was hardly comforting. 

Her mind wandered to a certain someone. If only I could have that pervert’s amazing cooking again… how great would that be? She sighed, kicking off her shoes as she walked toward the living room. But then, she froze in her tracks. 

On the dining table, an assortment of delicious dishes was spread out, each one looking fresh and appetizing. She blinked in disbelief, narrowing her eyes at the sight before her. Am I hallucinating? Is my craving for Ethan’s food so bad that I’m imagining it? 

Rubbing her eyes, she cautiously approached the table. The food wasn’t a mirage–it was very real. 

“Welcome home,” came a familiar voice from behind her. 

Startled, Lily spun around, her eyes widening in shock. Standing there, wearing her pink Minnie Mouse apron, was Ethan. The sight of him was almost too much–he looked absurdly adorable, his confident grin making her heart skip a beat. 

For a moment, she was overwhelmed by an urge to pinch his cheeks. Her hand even twitched toward him, but she quickly caught herself and pulled back, shaking her head to clear the thought. 

“Ethan, what are you doing here?” she demanded, her voice light with both surprise and irritation. 

He shrugged, his smile unwavering. “I was worried about you. I figured you wouldn’t have eaten properly at that place, so I decided to cook you a proper meal.” 

His words caught her off guard, her heart softening against her will. Worried about me? The sentiment warmed her, but a more pressing thought interrupted her musings. 

Her gaze turned suspicious as she narrowed her eyes at him. “Wait a minute. How did you even get into my apartment? Don’t tell me you climbed through the window again!” 

Ethan chuckled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. “Well, I don’t have a key…” 

“You-!” Lily’s anger flared instantly. “How could you be so reckless? Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? Are you out of your mind? What do you think you are–Spider–Man? What if something happened to you? Have you ever thought about that? What about me? What would I do if 

Her rant came to an abrupt halt when she noticed Ethan watching her intently, his smile growing wider. 

She glared at him flustered “Why are you smiling like that? Do u think Po neaicine von Ethan?” 

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He simply laughed in response, his expression soft and amused. 

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Without a word, Ethan stepped closer, his expression warm yet confident. Before Lily could react, he leaned in and gave her a gentle peck on the lips. Pulling back slightly, he smiled softly. “Thank you.” 

She blinked, startled by his unexpected action, as he added in a quiet voice. “For caring about me so much. They say people only care deeply about those they hold close to their hearts. I don’t know exactly what place I hold in yours, but knowing I have one–no matter how small–is enough for me.” 

Before she could respond, Ethan took her by the arms and began leading her toward her room. 

“Hey! Where are you taking me?” she asked, bewildered. 

“Go freshen up. The food’s getting cold,” he said matter–of–factly, nudging her into the washroom. “You can yell at me all you want after dinner.” 

The door closed behind her before she could argue further. Inside, Lily stared at the door, her arms crossed and her lips pursed in irritation. “How dare he boss me around in my own house?!” she muttered under her breath. After a moment of grumbling, she sighed. “Fine, I’ll let it slide… just this once. But only because of the food.” She huffed, determined to maintain her pride, even as her stomach growled in anticipation. 

She took a quick shower, letting the warm water wash away the tension of the day. After drying off, she changed into a comfortable set of clothes–a soft t–shirt and loose pants. Running a towel through her damp hair, she finally emerged, drawn by the tantalizing aroma coming from the dining area. 

As she approached the table, her irritation melted away, replaced by a genuine smile. The spread was incredible–an assortment of delicious dishes, each one more inviting than the last. 

Sliding into the seat next to Ethan, she looked at him with a curious expression. “Why did you make so much food? Are we celebrating something?” 

Ethan’s lips curved into a grin as he carefully placed a portion of food onto her plate. “We’re celebrating your victory.” 

She tilted her head, a mixture of surprise and skepticism flashing in her eyes. “How do you even know it was a victory?” 

His gaze met hers, steady and full of confidence. “I just do,” he said simply, his voice firm yet gentle. “Now, don’t overthink it. Just eat.” 

Lily hesitated for a moment, then looked down at her plate. The meal smelled amazing, and despite her conflicted feelings, her appetite won out. She picked up her chopsticks and began to eat, but her thoughts were far from the food in front of her. 

Ethan, please don’t be so kind to me… 

Her heart grew heavy as she stole a glance at him from the corner of her eye. He was focused on his own meal, but the sincerity in his earlier words lingered in her mind.