Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 574: Does He Despise Her?(Extra Story)

Chapter 574: Does He Despise Her?(Extra Story)

"Ask her yourself." Everett’s voice was cold and detached before he hung up the call.

Alexander didn’t call back.

Everett found it strange that Alexander even had his number, but he had done the right thing—he had given her a chance to lie.

If Aurora claimed that there was nothing between them, then he wouldn’t interfere.

Because he knew that the one she truly loved was Alexander, not him.

By the time Aurora returned home, it was already nine o’clock at night.

Alexander was leaning against the doorframe, watching her in silence. His gaze held a complicated emotion that made Aurora’s heart tremble.

Dominic had driven Aurora home. Upon seeing Alexander, she quietly stepped aside and left.

Aurora sniffled, a wave of bitterness welling up inside her. Her heart ached with fear and distress.

Alexander must be hurting too.

His face was tight with tension, and after a brief silence, Aurora spoke softly, "Let’s go inside to talk."

Her forehead was damp with sweat. She had been ambushed by reporters as she left the company, struggling to get away.

After all, Everett wasn’t just anyone—any woman connected to him would instantly make headlines. Right now, Aurora’s name was known by almost every young adult.

She opened the door, and Alexander silently followed her in, taking off his shoes at the entrance.

Aurora, barefoot, walked into the living room and collapsed onto the plush sofa. She grabbed the glass of water she had left there in the morning and gulped down a few sips to soothe her parched throat.

Alexander sat quietly on the side, watching her. A storm of emotions surged within him, but he forced them down.

He just wanted to hear Aurora’s explanation.

Aurora stood up and sat beside him, reaching out to hold his rough hands.

Alexander worked in IT but was also skilled in computer repairs. Back in school, fixing computers had been his hobby.

Even now, in the office, whenever a computer malfunctioned, he was the one who fixed it. His hands were often smudged with grease and dust.

Out of reflex, Alexander pulled his hand away.

His eyes held a scrutinizing look.

Aurora froze in place.

She knew—not every man was like Eric. Alexander wasn’t the kind to blindly trust his woman without question.

During the day, she had been pelted with soda cans, insulted and humiliated—all because of her connection to Everett. But none of this had been her choice.

She had endured so much, yet now, standing before the man she loved most, he was looking at her like that... with those eyes.

Her eyes turned red instantly.

Her trembling hands clenched together as she spoke in a quivering voice, "I know... you want to know if there was anything between me and him..."

Her throat felt like it was being choked, making it difficult to even form words.

Tears streamed down her face. She opened her lips, but no sound came out.

Alexander’s heart clenched. But then he thought of those intimate photos, the way their bodies had been intertwined. Shame and rage burned inside him.

"You and him... what really happened?"

Aurora wiped the tears from her face.

How was she supposed to explain?

Should she say that she had foolishly trusted Everett, believing he wouldn’t make a move on her? That she had been naïve enough to open the door for him, handing him the opportunity to do what he wanted?

Could she still lie to Alexander?

But he was her first love. Before him, she had never truly been in love. She didn’t want to lie to him.

Alexander had once told her that he would accept her past.

And now, faced with his gaze—one filled with pain and interrogation—Aurora realized she could no longer bring herself to lie.

"You really want me to tell the truth... don’t you?" Aurora looked at Alexander, her face streaked with tears.

Alexander nodded. "Yes. No matter what... I want to hear the truth. Don’t lie to me again. Don’t treat me like a fool!"

That man’s burning gaze... how could there be nothing between them?

"I... when I was filming an MV in Country W, I got separated from Eleanor and the others after he saved me... Those thugs took me somewhere else... Fortunately, he showed up and rescued me."

Aurora’s tears kept falling as she recalled those terrifying memories.

"I was knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I found myself... in his bed. He assumed I was just another woman trying to climb into his bed, but that night, he didn’t do anything to me."

Aurora shivered slightly before continuing.

"A month ago... on that rainy night, he suddenly came to my place. I thought he had something important to say to me. After all... everyone knew Everett had severe gynophobia. But then... then he just—"

Aurora covered her face, her tears spilling uncontrollably.

Alexander’s heart shattered. His entire body ached as if being torn apart. Without thinking, he jumped up and pulled Aurora into a tight embrace.

"Aurora, don’t cry... don’t cry! I don’t despise you. I really don’t... I love you... I love you!"

He lifted her chin and kissed her deeply.

Her tears mingled with his lips—salty, heartbreaking.

Aurora’s eyes widened in shock, her hands instinctively grabbing his, which were beginning to wander. "Alex—"

His breath was hot against her skin.

"Don’t push me away... I don’t despise you. I really don’t!"

Aurora’s face flushed red, her eyes flickering with a strange light.

Was this Alexander’s way of proving he accepted her?

Her mind was a mess.

She shouldn’t refuse him, should she? After everything that had happened, after such humiliation, he still loved her, still wanted to accept her...

Dazed, she felt the warmth of his body pressing against hers.

Aurora closed her eyes. From this moment on, her body would belong to Alexander.

Everett had disappeared from her life. He wouldn’t come back to entangle himself with her again. Men like him—men of noble lineage—had their pride.

Aurora shut her eyes, waiting quietly to give herself to him.

But suddenly, Alexander pulled away.

Just a little more... and she would have been his.

Why...?

Aurora’s heart sank. She looked up and saw Alexander sitting on the edge of the bed, his face buried in his hands, his body trembling with pain.

A chill crept into her chest.

She licked her dry lips and slowly reached for her clothes, putting them back on.

"Alexander..."

"Aurora, I’m sorry... I... I’m not in the right state of mind. But I promise, I won’t let you down in the future."

Alexander slowly lifted his head, a flicker of anguish passing through his eyes.

Aurora forced a smile. "It’s okay... I... I’ll wait for you."

She wanted to tell him that she was too filthy for him, that she didn’t deserve him.

But then again, what kind of world was this?

Alexander had dated before. He wasn’t a virgin either...

So why did a man who wasn’t a virgin have the right to demand a woman be one?

"I... I should go. Don’t be sad. I’ll come see you tomorrow."

Alexander’s face was pale as he stood up, looking at Aurora.

His gaze was too complex—there was tenderness in it, but still, Aurora’s heart grew colder and colder.

She simply smiled through her tears, nodding as she watched him leave.

The door closed slowly. His footsteps faded into the distance.

Aurora hugged a pillow tightly, her tears falling silently again.

He had wanted her.

But in the end, at the last moment... he stopped himself.

Ha.

So he really did have a mental block.

He really did despise her, didn’t he?