Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Returning to her bedroom, Nellie took out the precious heart-shaped locket, watching its colorful shimmer dance

in her palm. The sadness in her eyes was hard to miss.

"Mom, | know I'm not going to make it. | overheard you talking with Dr. Anne. | know you're heartbroken and

can't bear to letgo. But soon, | won't be here with you anymore. I've always worn this locket, and now I'm

giving it to you. Let it keep you company instead of me." Nellie sobbed uncontrollably. "No, | won't let you die,

never."

"Mom, don't be sad. I'll let you in on a little secret: wearing this locket will fill your dreams with happiness. |

dreamt of you with a handsman who loves you dearly."

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"Mom, Dad loves Auntie Greta more than he loves us. So, let's stop caring about him. We'll take back our love.

You should go find that handsman," her chubby little hands gently wiped the tears from her mother's

cheeks.

At that moment, Nellie's grief was overwhelming. She couldn't dwell on her child's strange words, missing the

secret of Timeless Cycle.

"Mom, you have to wear the locket around your neck... Don't let Auntie Greta and Dad trick you out of it."

The child grabbed the locket hanging around her neck, pressing it into Nellie's hand. Her fading energy radiated

a compassion far beyond her years.

Nellie clung to her daughter, but her little one's breath, like grains of sand, slipped away beyond her control.

"Ah..." A heart-wrenching cry escaped Nellie's lips.

Dream or reality, Nellie couldn't tell anymore.

The gut-wrenching goodbye was like a mark etched into her very being. Once awakened, it made every fiber of

her body ache with sorrow.

Cameron heard a commotion from upstairs, his brow furrowing. With a heavy sigh, he got up and headed

upstairs. He pushed open Nellie's door to find her curled up in the corner. Walking over, he asked irritably,

"What's going on with you?" Nellie looked up at him, her eyes burning with anger.

Cameron assumed she'd been hurt by someone else, and his words took on a mocking tone, "I've warned you,

Nellie. You're neither rich nor clever, yet you thought you could do business with Nathan. What happened? Did

he push you around?" He dragged a chair over and sat in front of her, tauntingly, "Con, tellhow he

messed with you. Should | play the hero?"

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He failed to notice the tempest brewing in Nellie's eyes. All traces of her usual gentleness were gone. Suddenly,

as if possessed, she lashed out at him with fists and kicks.

"Cameron, | hate you. | hate you.

"Get out! | never want to see you again."

Cameron frowned, "What's your problem? | haven't done anything to you. Why don't you go take it up with

whoever actually hurt you? Nellie, just because I'm your husband doesn't mean | should clean up your mess."

Nellie was now consumed by fury, and clawed at him, "Givea divorce, Cameron. | want a divorce."

Cameron shoved her away, and Nellie crumpled to the floor, exhausted.

With a look of disdain, Cameron brushed off the spot where she'd touched him.