Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 575: His Declaration(Extra Story)

Chapter 575: His Declaration(Extra Story)

Thinking this way, Aurora felt as if a knife was piercing her heart. Her entire being became dazed.

Where should she go from here? What should she do now?

Her heart churned with pain and sorrow. She had thought Alexander wouldn’t care... Turns out, what he said and what he did were completely different. And she had never minded Alexander’s past with his ex-girlfriend...

Alexander stumbled out of Aurora’s home, dazed and disoriented, sinking into the driver’s seat of his car.

Frustrated and restless, he didn’t want to stay in one place. He started driving aimlessly around S City, circling the streets without a destination.

It wasn’t until three in the morning that exhaustion finally crept in. He pulled over by the coastal highway, leaned back against the seat, and slowly closed his eyes.

Only he knew how much turmoil was raging inside him—how deeply he was suffering.

He knew that in today’s society, he shouldn’t overthink things. After all, he had exes too—his first girlfriend was back in high school...

But the moment he imagined Aurora lying beneath another man, her body marked by him... How was he supposed to accept that?

He loved Aurora. He loved her kindness and innocence. Yet, that very innocence had been ruined by another man!

When they had been intimate earlier, he had wanted to go further. But just as his passion was about to ignite, his mind was suddenly flooded with images of Aurora entangled with Everett...

Forget it. Maybe this feeling was temporary. Maybe he just needed time.

As Alexander’s thoughts drifted, exhaustion took over, and he unknowingly fell asleep. When he woke up, the sky was already bright. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled light onto the car’s roof and streaming in through the windshield.

He rubbed his sore neck—sleeping in the car was far from comfortable.

Deciding to take a few days off, Alexander returned to Aurora’s apartment to stay with her.

She was the woman he loved, and he was the only person she could rely on. Right now, scandal surrounded Aurora like wildfire. Most people believed she had climbed into Everett’s bed to gain LXL’s favor.

During those days, Alexander and Aurora treaded carefully around each other. There was a lingering awkwardness between them, an undeniable distance that hadn’t existed before.

Aurora spent her days listlessly, as if she were ill. Alexander knew her sickness wasn’t physical—it was in her heart. She had once had a limitless future, a guaranteed path to becoming a superstar. But now, with this scandal erupting...

"Aurora, don’t overthink things... Even if the whole world betrays you, I never will."

Alexander sat beside her, gently holding her hand. "Here, drink some milk. You barely ate anything for breakfast. If you keep this up, it’ll take a toll on your health."

Without her health, she would truly have nothing.

Aurora forced a weak smile, her face looking visibly worn. "I don’t want to eat... Tell me, if I had called the police that day, would things have turned out better?"

A storm of emotions swirled in her heart. She didn’t know whether to regret it or to be relieved that Everett was no longer bothering her.

A strange look flickered through Alexander’s eyes. "What’s done is done. There’s no point dwelling on it, understand?"

Seeing the way his gaze avoided hers, Aurora felt an unbearable pain in her chest. So... he was blaming her too, for not calling the police?

"Alexander, I’m sorry..." she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to his hand.

She looked at him longingly, hoping he would give her some warmth—something to soothe her wounded heart.

But all he did was shake his head. "It’s fine. Don’t apologize to me. After all... this wasn’t your choice."

Lowering his gaze, he quietly held her hand, his eyes fixed on the floor.

Aurora lay there in a daze, an inexplicable fear creeping into her heart. It suddenly felt as if she had never truly known Alexander at all.

He had said, over and over, that it didn’t matter.

But in the end, it was all just a facade.

He Did Mind...

Aurora felt a coldness creeping over her entire body. She closed her eyes, exhausted, just wanting to rest. Her future, her reputation, the swirling rumors—none of it mattered anymore.

She fell into a deep sleep. God knew she hadn’t truly rested for the past two nights. Even though Alexander was here with her, he had been sleeping on the couch in the living room.

Lying awake at night, she had stared at the faint glow outside the window, listening to the distant hum of the world. It felt as if her heart was wandering through hell, searching for an escape, yet never finding the way out.

Alexander slowly pulled his hand away, burying his face in his palms, drowning in an unbearable storm of hesitation.

Aurora didn’t know how long she had slept when a familiar melody pulled her from unconsciousness. It was her ringtone—her own song, the very first one she had ever released.

She opened her eyes, only to realize that Alexander was nowhere to be seen. An empty ache spread through her chest, leaving her unsettled.

Courtney was calling. Aurora hesitated. She distinctly remembered turning her phone off earlier.

Who had turned it back on?

There was only one other person here—Alexander.

He didn’t trust her, did he? That’s why... he had checked her phone.

Aurora answered the call, and Courtney’s concerned voice came through the line.

"Aurora, are you okay? I saw the news. I’ve been trying to reach you, but your phone was off... Anyway, go check the news sites—Everett just cleared your name!"

Cleared her name?

Aurora felt like an idiot. It took her a few seconds to even process what that meant.

"I’m fine... Thank you, Courtney."

Courtney chuckled lightly. "That’s good. If you’re feeling down, I can come keep you company."

Her friend’s kindness stirred something deep inside Aurora. She looked up and saw Alexander returning from the balcony, leaning casually against the wall, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers.

"Thank you... but I’m alright. Alexander is here with me," Aurora said softly.

Courtney was visibly surprised. She had assumed Alexander wouldn’t understand Aurora, let alone stay by her side. But hearing that he was there, she quickly praised him, calling him the best man in the world and urging Aurora not to take him for granted.

"Well, I won’t bother you two anymore! Have a great time together, and if you ever want to go shopping, don’t forget to call me!"

Courtney ended the call in a hurry, as if afraid she might actually be intruding.

Aurora didn’t look at Alexander. Instead, she immediately opened her browser and clicked into the first news site she could find.

Right at the top of the page, bold headlines screamed at her:

"Everett Provides Evidence to Prove Aurora’s Innocence."

Aurora’s hands trembled slightly. Evidence?

Ha.

So what, was he trying to say that their night together had been fake? That he had pictures to prove it?

Suppressing a surge of anger, she clicked on the article.

Everett had submitted documents regarding the incident in Country W, when she had been harassed by some thugs while filming a music video. Among the evidence were local news reports and proof of the hotel rooms he had booked that night.

He had indeed booked two rooms.

But what Aurora couldn’t understand was—why had he been in her room?

Were the two rooms connected?

The evidence also included security footage, which clearly showed Everett entering Room 809, while a woman had helped Aurora into Room 810.

Aurora clenched her teeth, a flood of emotions surging inside her.

At the end of the article, there was Everett’s official statement.