Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 781 - 11
Aurora froze. She hadnโt expected him to chase her down here, and for a moment, she was at a complete loss for words. ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐ธ๐ซ๐๐ก.๐ฌ๐ธ๐
Dominic was visibly terrified by the man standing in front of themโeyes filled with fury, radiating a bone-chilling coldness. He tugged at Auroraโs sleeve, his voice trembling as he stammered, "Itโs... Everett!"
Everett stood squarely in front of Aurora, his dark gaze locked onto her. From last night until now, he hadnโt been able to sleep. Her face kept flashing through his mind, tormenting him with a storm of emotion he couldnโt shake off.
"Whatโs the matter? You donโt want to see me?" Everett asked coldly, his brow arching as he noticed how Aurora lowered her head in silence.
"There! Thatโs Everett!"
"Auroraโs with him!"
"Hurry up! If we donโt go now, itโll be too late!"
Not far off, a crowd of reporters began to gather, but Everett had come preparedโwith enough bodyguards to keep them at a distance, only able to take photos from afar.
Nerida pulled the car over, frowning at Everett, whose face was as dark as a storm cloud.
"Miss Wilson..." Nerida called out. Aurora lifted her head. "Wait for me a momentโI need to talk to Everett."
Her words made it clear Nerida didnโt need to get out of the car.
Dominic, still pale from Everettโs intense presence, muttered, "I-Iโll wait in the car..."
Aurora nodded. Once Dominic left, she looked up at the man standing there, his whole body taut with tension.
With reportersโ cameras aimed their way, Aurora hesitatedโunsure whether she should talk to him here or go somewhere more private. But Everett didnโt wait for her to decide. He reached out, grabbed her hand, and led her toward his Maybach.
Aurora didnโt resist. At the very least, she could save face for him in front of the press.
Once inside, the doors shut and the windows rolled up, cutting off all outside views. No one could see them now.
The atmosphere inside the car was suffocatingly tense. Aurora leaned uncomfortably against the seat and broke the silence.
"Everett, I told youโI donโt want you to come looking for me anymore. Iโm not going to be with you."
Rage flared in Everettโs eyes. He suddenly grabbed Auroraโs hand tightly. "Fine! Aurora, youโre a coward! You love me, but youโre running away! I told youโIโm not afraid to dieโ"
"But I am!" Auroraโs voice shot up before she quickly lowered it again, remembering the reporters outside. Her tone chilled. "Everett, I am afraid. Is that so hard to understand? If Iโm with you, that lunatic old man will target you. And when he does, Iโll get caught in the crossfire too!"
She had no better excuseโno real reason to give. So she resorted to this clumsy, desperate lie.
Everettโs jaw clenched as he glared at her. "Donโt say things you donโt mean, Aurora! Thatโs not how you really feel!"
"Oh, what, you can read my mind now? You know exactly what I think?" Auroraโs face turned red as she fiercely tried to yank her hand away.
But Everett was too strong. His fever had broken, and though he wasnโt at full strength, overpowering Aurora wasnโt difficult.
The more she struggled, the harder he held on. With a forceful grip, he pinned her against the seatโand kissed her, fiercely and without hesitation.
"Why is this damn woman always so clueless?"
Everett didnโt bother wasting any more words. He crushed his lips against hers, stealing away her calm and indifference. Auroraโs body turned weak, and to her horror, she felt a surge of desire rising from deep within her.
No!
She bit down hard, breaking his lip. The metallic taste of bloodโsweet and saltyโspread across her mouth.
Everett winced and let go of her, glaring coldly.
"Aurora, even if you reject me, I wonโt give up on you! Wherever you go, Iโll follow!"
Aurora had no words.
"Now, everyone probably thinks weโre dating," he added smugly.
Everett seemed quite pleased with himself.
"Youโre destined to be mine."
Aurora was breathless, her face flushed, a faint shimmer of tears in her eyes.
Why wouldnโt he just let go?
Charging straight into danger even when he knew the risksโdid he not fear regret?
"Iโll reject you on Twitter!" she threatened.
"Go ahead," Everett replied nonchalantly. His heart had become resilient.
Heโd spent the entire night thinking it through, and finally made up his mind. He wouldnโt force herโbut he also wouldnโt give up. No matter what Aurora did, he would try to understand.
Because deep down, he knew: no matter how much she avoided him or pretended to despise him, it was always for his safety.
He had to understand. He couldnโt get angry.
Aurora looked up in shock, seeing Everettโs face with a faint smileโdespite the blood at the corner of his lips. He was actually... happy? He wasnโt furious at what sheโd just done?
Was his emotional intelligence... finally improving?
Aurora coldly shoved him away.
"Donโt touch me!"
"Okay!" he replied cheerfully.
Aurora nearly spat blood in frustration.
Everett, can you not be this adorable?
He didnโt even lose his temper. Though the rage still simmered in his eyes, he was holding it back wellโstaying composed.
Everett released her.
"If you want to leave, fine. But wherever you go to shoot your next MV, Iโll be there too."
He was Everett. Finding out her schedule was childโs play.
Aurora was secretly alarmed. Everett was staring at her intenselyโlike he might devour her at any second. She hurriedly flung the car door open and darted toward her own vehicle like her life depended on it.
"Miss Wilson! Are you and Everett dating?"
"Miss Wilson! Why havenโt you responded to Everettโs confession? Is your heart already taken?"
"Everettโ!"
Though the reporters couldnโt get close, they still raised their mics one after another, desperate to catch a quote from Aurora.
But she ignored them all, climbed into the car, and sped off without a word.
Back in his car, Everett sat gripping the steering wheel, veins bulging as he fought to stay calm. Heโd told himself not to get angryโbut he still slammed a fist down onto the wheel.
At this rate, when would he ever be with her?
