After Rebirth, I Warm My Hubby Wronged by Me Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 Settling Old Scores
Regrettably, the night was too brief. As dawn approached, it was time for him to awaken. She will never belong to me…I’m disabled and limited. Soon, she will be leaving the country to chase her true love and dreams. As dawn was just beginning to break, Devlin got out of bed with a guilty conscience. He slipped out of Amberley’s bed like a thief in the night, returning to his own wheelchair. He cast a lingering glance at Amberley, who was still deep in slumber, and then, without any hesitation, he pushed the wheelchair and left. The beauty of this night he was so enamored with was enough to fill his memories for a lifetime. Devlin returned to his room, settling into his wheelchair as he watched the horizon through the window, gradually lightening up. In no time, a blush of red dawn painted half of the sky. It was as if a mighty force gently lifted the sun, causing it to rise steadily. Devlin was waiting for the break of dawn and also the judgment from Amberley toward him. Once she sobered up, if she recalled what happened last night, she would surely blame himself for being a sly and crafty individual. He had taken advantage of her drunken state…He touched her… It had been a long time since Amberley had enjoyed such a peaceful sleep. The soft, warm bed beneath her had provided a level of comfort that lulled her into a deep, sweet slumber. During those days when she lived in the damp and gloomy environment, where cockroaches and rats often scurried over her, she frequently found herself too frightened to fall asleep. Afterward, she was beaten to the point of immobility. She didn’t even have the strength to shoo them away and could only rely on her trembling body in an attempt to drive them off. When she finally woke up after a satisfying sleep, she found herself in a daze, still in her old room. Hadn’t she gone to be reincarnated yet? However, when she squinted at the sunlight bathing her body, she was left in a daze. Aren’t ghosts supposed to be afraid of the sun? How… How am I unaffected? Amberley pinched her own arm, the flesh felt quite substantial. She rushed over to the vanity mirror, taking a good look at herself. Her fair complexion was filled with a youthful glow, with a hint of baby fat still present. Am I… Am I dreaming? In a rush, Amberley hurried over to the bedside table to find her phone. She hastily turned it on, and the date displayed on the screen made it abundantly clear to her that she had gone back six years ago. She… She was now twenty years old! And yesterday was… the day she and Devlin got their marriage certificate. Nothing had happened yet. Did this mean she could prevent the impending tragedy? She could settle scores and avenge grievances. Amberley tightly clenched her fist, her long nails digging into her flesh, piercing the skin, and blood began to seep out. Yet she didn’t feel a shred of pain, only the gratifying feeling of avenging her grievances. “Sherman, Cressida, brace yourselves and await my vengeance!” Amberley’s voice was as deep and chilling as a demon from hell. All of her enemies were gonna pay back! However, what she ought to focus on at the moment was how to make amends to her family, as well as her husband, Devlin. Since she no longer needed to wait for another lifetime, she decided to fully dedicate this one to loving Devlin, reciprocating his lifetime of deep affection. Amberley quickly freshened up in the bathroom and changed her clothes before heading downstairs. Seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of her family seated at the dinner table, she was suddenly filled with a sense of unease, akin to a fear of returning home. She realized she had hurt them deeply. Ever since she found out about her engagement to Devlin, she had been causing all sorts of commotion. She wouldn’t dine at the same table with them, and even more, wherever she was in the house, Devlin was not allowed to show up. She had deeply hurt her stepmother’s and father’s hearts, and her younger sister was scared of her, only daring to timidly steal glances at her. “Amberley, it’s time for your meal. Let me know what you’d like to eat, and I’ll prepare it for you.” Devlin’s mother, Yvette Calderon, was also her stepmother. She watched her with a face filled with unease. In her concerned gaze, there was also a hint of guilt. She also felt that having her son marry Amberley was somehow unfair to her. However, as a mother, she couldn’t deny her own selfish desires. She knew her son was truly fond of Amberley, so no matter how much of a fuss Amberley made, she always remained patient. “What on earth are you doing, spoiling her like this? She’s married now, yet she still acts like a child. When will she ever grow up? Devlin marrying you is like striking gold, yet you don’t even know how to cherish it.” Florian Tausend watched his daughter, exasperated beyond belief. His excessive pampering had led her to not distinguish right from wrong. I’m her father. Will I sacrifice her? Totally not! Aside from his physical disability, Devlin was a man of impeccable qualities. It was unfortunate that my daughter was blind to the gem beside her, instead choosing to chase after mere rubble. Amberley looked at her father, his face stern and filled with frustration, as if he was disappointed in her. She listened to his voice, brimming with vitality. A wave of joy swept over Amberley. How wonderful it was that her father was still alive. “Dad!” she exclaimed, disregarding Florian’s admonition. Like a child, she dashed into his embrace. She held onto his waist, her head gently rubbing against his chest. Florian was taken aback by his daughter’s sudden gesture. It had been a long time since she had been this close to him. After he remarried, he distinctly felt that his daughter didn’t like him as much. Whenever she had the chance, she would prefer to spend her time at her uncle’s house. After the birth of his younger daughter, his elder daughter became even more distant. He was afraid that she was jealous, but the arrival of the younger daughter was truly unexpected. By the time they realized, the child had already grown inside her. Yvette was of advanced maternal age, and if she didn’t keep the baby, it would have adverse effects on her health. That was why he allowed Yvette to give birth to the child. Yet, he had never shown favoritism, and Yvette always obliged Amberley in every matter. However, the young girl refused to forgive them, often choosing to stay at her uncle’s house instead of coming home. He wanted to stop the disagreement, but he couldn’t. His daughter’s misunderstandings about him were just too profound. “Enough. You’re all grown up, yet you still act more spoiled than your younger sister. Don’t think I’ll let it slide just like that. You can eat it if you want or not; it’s up to you, but stop constantly causing trouble for Yvette.” When his daughter showed affection toward him, Florian felt a wave of happiness wash over him. However, he deliberately put on a stern face, feigning severity as he lectured her, his words not matching his true feelings. Yvette looked at Florian, pretending to be stern. She chuckled. “Amberley, don’t mind your dad. He’s just playing coy after getting his way. Tell me what you’d like to eat, and I’ll make it right away.” Amberley stepped back from her father’s embrace, a wave of guilt washing over her as she looked at Yvette. Truth be told, my stepmother is quite kind to me. Even after her younger sister was born, Yvette always picked the best things for Amberley first. She was so considerate of Amberley that she rarely bought her sister new clothes. “Mom, stop what you’re doing. I’m going to eat with all of you.” Upon hearing her words, Yvette froze, her hand covering her mouth as tears began to stream down her face. She smiled and said, “Amberley, you… you just called me… Mom.” Upon seeing Yvette’s tearful excitement, Florian deliberately spoke harshly. “Look at you, falling apart just because she called you ‘Mom’. She’s married to Devlin now, so it’s only right that she calls you ‘Mom’.” “Amberley, I’m just too overwhelmed,” Yvette quickly apologized, wiping away her tears in embarrassment. “I couldn’t help myself for a moment. Never mind.” With a face full of contentment, Florian said, “Marriage really does change a person. You’ve become much more sensible. I wish you would always stay this sensible.”