Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 212

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Late at night, Parker woke up abruptly, his throat parched with thirst. Glancing around the room, he realized

there was no water nearby. As he sat up, his eyes fell on his young son, sprawled out in a peculiar sleeping

position. A warm smile crept across Parker's face. Gently, he adjusted the boy, carefully laying him back on the

bed without disturbing his peaceful slumber.

Leaving the room quietly, Parker headed toward the kitchen, knowing exactly where to find it. Once there. he

opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water, taking a few long sips to quench his thirst. As he turned

to return to the guest room, his footsteps faltered, his gaze drifting toward Aurora's room. A sudden thought lit

up his face with a playful glint, and a mischievous smile curled his lips.

Moving silently, he approached her door, a sense of excitement bubbling within him. The thought of sneaking

into her room felt oddly thrilling, like a harmless adventure. “Stealing my future wife's heart,” he chuckled softly

to himself as he gently pushed the door open and slipped inside.

The dim light from the hallway outlined Aurora's figure as she lay fast asleep on the bed. Her relaxed posture

mirrored their son’s unusual sleeping habits, and Parker couldn't help but laugh quietly at the resemblance.

Slowly, he walked closer, nudging her slightly to see if she would stir. But Aurora remained blissfully unaware,

her breathing steady and deep.

Clicking his tongue in mild disapproval, Parker shook his head. “How can she sleep so soundly? If a real thief

cin, she'd never notice,” he muttered under his breath. He frowned briefly, wondering if the alcohol from

earlier might have contributed to her unshakable slumber. Letting out a soft sigh, he seated himself carefully on

the edge of the bed and took her hand in his.

Bringing her hand to his lips, he placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles. For a long moment, he simply watched her,

his expression tender and filled with emotion. “Aurora,” he whispered softly, “I love you. Thank you... thank you

for givingsuch an incredible son. You've madehappier than | ever thought possible.”

He leaned forward and pressed a delicate kiss to her forehead, his voice low and filled with sincerity. “I can’t

imagine how much you've endured-raising our child on your own, facing judgment from others. Many people in

your place might have given up, but you didn’t. You stayed strong, and you've done so much for him.”

Parker's voice trembled slightly as he held her hand tighter. Gratitude and love filled his heart, emotions too

profound for words. He knew he could never fully express how thankful he was for everything she had done. But

in that quiet moment, sitting by her side, he vowed to cherish her and their little family with all

his heart.

Parker clasped Aurora’s hands tightly, his voice filled with emotion as he spoke. “Aurora, | know you're a strong,

resilient woman. You've raised our son on your own for so many years, and you've done it with so much grace

and independence. You're talented, a wonderful mother, and you've built a life for yourself. Maybe you feel like

you don’t need anyone else... maybe you don’t need me. But | need you. | need you and our son in my life.”

His grip on her hands tightened slightly as he continued, his words pouring out in a rush. “Now that I've met him,

| can’t imagine life without him. But it’s not just about him. Aurora, | need you. | can’t see a future without you in

it. I love you, Aurora. | truly do. And I'm asking... would you givea chance? A chance to prove myself? A

chance to show you that | can love and care for both you and our son? Will you letbe a part of this beautiful

family you've built? Will you?”

Lost in the intensity of his confession, Parker didn’t notice Aurora's eyes flutter open. She was already staring at

him, her face a mixture of shock and disbelief. “You... Parker, why are you in my d she murmured, her voice thick

with sleep as she squinted at him.

is again?”

Her words caught Parker completely off guard. He stiffened, nearly losing his balance on the bed. His heart raced

as panic set in. How long had she been awake? How much of his confession had she overheard? Did she

understand everything he'd just said? What should he do now?

While Parker wrestled with his swirling thoughts, Aurora’s half-asleep mind was running wild. Convinced she was

dreaming, she thought about how incredible it was that Parker-a man she secretly admired-had just confessed

his love to her. The realization made her heart race with excitement.

Before she could stop herself, she let out a loud scream. “Ahhh!”

Parker jumped in alarm, his reflexes kicking in. Fearing the noise would wake others in the house, he quickly

moved to cover her mouth. In his haste, he lost his balance and toppled over, landing awkwardly on top of her.

Now face-to-face with Aurora, his breath hitched as her wide, shiny eyes stared back at him in surprise.

“Don’t scream!” he whispered urgently. “Please don’t scream! Your grandmother is in the next room. If she hears

you, she’ll crunning in. I'll explain everything-just don’t scream, okay?”

Aurora nodded slowly, her eyes still locked on his. Satisfied, Parker removed his hand from her mouth and sat

back slightly, preparing to explain himself. But before he could utter a word, she spoke again, her voice soft but

laced with amusement. “Silly... how could my grandmother be in my dream? Parker, you've finally confessed to

me! You always show up in my dreams, doing... well, all kinds of things. But now you've actually said it.”

Parker froze, his mind blank for a moment. Then, realization hit him. Aurora wasn’t fully awake-she still thought

this was a dream. His heart skipped a beat when he processed her words. He appeared in her dreams often? Did

that mean she had feelings for him too? Why else would she dream about him?

But then another thought struck him, and his curiosity got the better of him. Raising an eyebrow, he asked,

“Wait. What... kinds of things have | done in your dreams?”

At his question, Aurora’s face turned bright red. Embarrassed, she quickly averted her eyes. Her reaction only

made Parker more intrigued. Watching her blush, he felt an odd mix of amusement and satisfaction. What had he

done in those dreams to make her react this way?