Reborn From Oblivion
Chapter 375

"I'm not coming home tonight," Cameron blurted out, his heart sinking into a bottomless pit. He couldn't believe he was feeling so distant and resistant towards the woman he'd cherished his whole life. How did it come to this? "Cameron, my stomach hurts so much. Can you come home right now?" Greta sobbed, sounding as helpless as a lost child.

But now, even though he was worried about Greta's health, he managed to keep his wits about him. He opened the surveillance app on his phone, and as the screen came to life, he saw the scene in their living room. Greta was draped in a silk nightgown, lounging elegantly on the sofa. She was holding a wine glass, savoring what appeared to be some fancy juice.

Cameron used to be terrified of her tears; whenever she cried, it felt like his world was crumbling.

With her other hand, she was mindlessly scrolling through her phone, watching all sorts of trashy shows. Her nails were perfectly manicured, glimmering with a devilishly glamorous shine. There was no hint of her being in distress over stomach pain, no trace of genuine despair.

However, when she spoke to Cameron, she put on quite the show, contorting her face in a grotesque display of sorrow, as if every cell in her body was acting out her supposed misery. Still, not a single tear was shed.

Cameron felt as if he was under a spell. His eyes were locked in place. Suddenly, Nathalie's frantic warning flashed in his mind. "Cameron, are you blind? Can't you see through Greta's terrible acting and her lies? It's a shame she's not an actress."

Cameron felt his body go limp. The

truth hit him hard. He had to accept that the dreams from Timeless

Cycle were real and events from his past life. Nathalie's rebirth was real. Greta's cruel scheming against Nathalie, leading to his daughter Nina's death, was all real. And he, the enabler, had pushed a kind and strong Nathalie to the brink of suicide to protect Greta's fragile ego.

Cameron ended the call, burying his head in his hands, tears of regret pouring down. "Everyone was right to scold me. I was lovesick and unable to see right from wrong, caused my daughter's death, drove my wife to despair... and even brought heartache to my own mother."

"How could I have been so blind? I treated a wolf in sheep's clothing as my beloved treasure. I'm truly the world's biggest fool. Nathalie was right to call me out."

"Nathalie has every reason to

despise me. She trusted me, loved

me deeply, protected my pride, and what did do? I sided with Greta, that toxic woman who caused the death of Nathalie's most cherished daughter. It wouldn't be too much if Nathalie wanted to stab me a few times..."

"What's so special about Greta? Is she really worth all this?"

Cameron drove off into the night, turning away from everything he once knew.

Greta was stunned and stared at her phone, hearing nothing but the busy signal. This was the first time Cameron had ever hung up on her. Unfazed, she kept calling him back, but he never picked up again.