Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 702: I Won’t Force You

Aurora’s voice was icy. It wasn’t that she wasn’t heartbroken—it was that she was far too angry.

"Alexander, what’s the point of all this? Are you trying to use suicide to force me back to your side? Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Your mother and sister hate me even more now! They wish I were dead! Why would you even try to take your own life? Do you think I didn’t suffer when you left me? I was in agony, too—but I never thought of doing something like that. I’m not selfish like you!"

Her voice trembled with emotion. She couldn’t sit still anymore. She stood there, shaking, unable to contain herself.

Alexander stared at her in silence, jaw clenched tightly, refusing to speak.

"You’re a grown man—what are you doing trying to kill yourself? Can’t you think about your mother for once? I may not like her much, but she raised you all on her own. That wasn’t easy! Alexander, if you ever do something that stupid again, I’ll lose all respect for you—I’ll truly despise you!"

Aurora’s anger fully erupted. She had no intention of comforting him, no interest in begging him to stay alive.

"I just want a quiet, peaceful life. I just want to sing my songs without drama. Why do you have to make them hate me more? Do you really think doing this will make me come back to you? That I’ll feel safe with you again?"

Her voice cracked as tears welled up. "Alexander, you’ve changed. You’ve become so selfish. I’m exhausted—really, truly exhausted. No matter who I’m with... I’m always tired. Can’t you just let me have a little peace?"

Alexander gazed at her tear-streaked face, his heart breaking, overwhelmed by guilt.

She was right. Even after he abandoned her, Aurora still stood strong, still faced all the pressure from fans and the media. And yet, she didn’t collapse—she kept going, living her life.

What right did he have to be weaker than her?

"I’m sorry... Aurora..." he murmured, voice hoarse with sorrow. "I know I was stupid... that I let you down. I’m sorry... Last night, I heard his voice and I just... I was overwhelmed. I drank too much, and I wasn’t thinking straight..."

Last night, he had hit rock bottom. Life felt meaningless. He felt sorry for his mother, sure, but not enough to stay for her.

She had smothered him with love, and it only made him want to run further away.

The tighter you hold someone, the more they slip through your fingers—like sand.

"I won’t try to kill myself again... and I won’t force you to stay with me either."

Tears welled in his eyes. "Could you... could you kiss me just once? So we can say goodbye the right way? After that... I won’t bother you anymore. I promise."

Aurora looked at his pale, worn-out face and felt a soft pang in her chest. She wiped away her tears.

She didn’t love him anymore, but she couldn’t help seeing him like an older brother—someone she once deeply cared for. It hurt to see him this broken.

She nodded. "Alright. Thank you for understanding me. I hope you’ll keep your word."

She leaned down and gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead, light as a feather.

Alexander smiled through his tears. His heart shattered. He knew—this was a goodbye kiss. A true farewell to the past.

What a wonderful girl she was. Having her was my luck. Losing her... that’s just fate, he thought, tears falling uncontrollably.

As Aurora pulled away, she noticed the tears streaming down his face and whispered hoarsely, "I’m sorry, Alexander. I didn’t mean to yell at you. But seeing you like this... so broken... I couldn’t hold it in. I’m under a lot of pressure too."

Alexander gave a bitter nod. Aurora grabbed a tissue and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"I’m sorry too, Alexander. I made mistakes as well..."

Aurora tossed the tear-soaked tissue into the trash and spoke softly.

Alexander parted his lips, wanting to ask her about Everett—he’d seen the confession Everett posted to Aurora on Twitter.

But in the end... he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

He was afraid of hearing something that would break him even more.

Aurora, perceptive as ever, didn’t mention Everett at all.

"Get some rest. Stop overthinking things," she said gently. "Alexander, you deserve someone better. Me... I live in the entertainment world. Scandals are inevitable."

She lowered her eyes. "The truth is... we were never really compatible. Back then, I wasn’t in the spotlight yet. No rumors, no drama—so our relationship was stable. But if we got back together now, there would be so much gossip. You wouldn’t be able to handle it."

Alexander was the kind of man who had a certain... emotional purity when it came to love.

He stayed silent. Deep down, he knew it was true—he couldn’t stand seeing Aurora linked to anyone else.

If she were still his girlfriend, he might’ve even wished she’d leave the music industry altogether.

"I get it, Aurora. You don’t need to comfort me. I’ll be okay... I won’t make you worry again."

His words brought some comfort to Aurora. Her emotions settled, and she finally sat down and talked with him for a bit before getting up to leave.

Alexander stared at her receding figure, dazed, heart splitting apart.

He still loved her—deeply. But... it was over.

He could never erase the image of her being dragged into that private room. Just thinking about it made him want to go back in time and beat himself senseless.

No matter the hurt, no matter the resentment, she was the woman he had loved for seven years. How could he not trust her? How could he have just stood there, watching her struggle helplessly, violated and humiliated?

Thank God Everett had arrived in time that night. If not, Aurora might never have looked at him the same way again—even as a friend.

As soon as Aurora stepped out of the hospital room, Mrs. Lewis was still stone-faced. She shot Aurora a fierce glare before quickly stepping into the room with Kennedy.

They found Alexander lying in bed, staring blankly into space. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Mrs. Lewis’s heart ached. She walked over and gently patted his hand. "Alexander... no matter what you do from now on... your mom will support you. I won’t interfere anymore."

Her son meant more to her than anything. Mrs. Lewis had made her decision—she would endure it.

Even if Alexander got back together with Aurora... she’d endure it.

"Mom, Kennedy... don’t hate her. I was the one who broke up with her. And when she was nearly assaulted, I just stood there... cold, heartless... That’s when she gave up on me. It’s not her fault. Really—it’s not."

Alexander’s voice was barely above a whisper. Mrs. Lewis and Kennedy listened, hearts pounding with unease. But deep down, they still blamed Aurora.

After all, if she had truly been pure—untouchable, above fame and fortune—then no one would’ve had the opportunity to even try something like that.

Still, Mrs. Lewis nodded. "Alright. I won’t blame her."

But whether she meant it... only she knew.

Alexander pressed his lips together in pain. "I just want you to really understand her. Don’t blame her. I’ve known Aurora for seven years—I know what kind of person she is. If anyone’s at fault... it’s me. I was the one who didn’t trust her."

His eyes dimmed again, becoming lifeless.

Mrs. Lewis and Kennedy felt a chill of fear. They were terrified that Alexander might spiral into hopelessness again.

Meanwhile, Aurora left the hospital with Dominic and Nerida. Before they even reached the parking lot, she said quietly, "I’ll leave with Dominic through the side entrance. Nerida, drive around and wait for me by that tree near the back door."

"Why?" Nerida asked, surprised.

"I’m worried someone might leak this. I don’t want to run into any reporters," Aurora replied calmly. She had no intention of dragging Alexander back into public speculation.