Me And My Billionaire Husband (Aurora and Heath) novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303

Lysander sighed deeply and said, ‘Aurora’s grandpa has passed away. Aurora came looking for you right after the funeral. After all the turmoil of these past days, we still don’t know the state of affairs with the Pendletons! I’ve heard that the old man left all his shares to Maxwell, enough for them to oust

Aurora!”

Heath narrowed his eyes, his voice icy, ‘Who’s ousting whom remains to be seen.”

Lysander frowned, ‘You’re not fully healed. Rushing back now could be too much for your body.”

Kieran also advised, “Boss, it’s better to recover fully before heading back. A few days won’t make a difference.”

Heath nodded. Lysander gave him another look, “It’s been two days. Don’t you plan to meet Eamon?”

Heath closed his eyes, replying, “We’ll see.”

With a sigh, Lysander and Kieran left the hospital room.

Heath leaned back on his hospital bed. It wasn’t that he was unwilling to see Eamon, but he didn’t know how to face him. On the matter of Aurora, their stances were too opposed. Even if Eamon’s actions were meant to protect him, his methods towards Aurora were too harsh. Aurora was particularly sensitive now; meeting Eamon rashly would only invalidate Aurora’s feelings.

That day, Aurora didn’t visit Heath’s hospital room. She was drafting, trying to figure out how to explain the mess of events.

That evening, the door to Aurora’s room was pushed open, and Heath walked in. Aurora, startled, asked, “How did you get here?”

Heath, looking wounded, replied, “You wouldn’t come to see me, so I had to come to you.”

Aurora jumped down from her bed to support him onto it, “Didn’t Lysander tell you not to wander around? If you wanted to see me, you could have had

Kieran tell me.”

Heath settled on Aurora’s bed, leaning against the headboard, ‘I didn’t want Kieran to fetch you. I wanted you to come to me on your own. Are you avoiding

me?”

Aurora sat by the bed, looking down at the floor, ‘No, it’s not that I’m avoiding you…”

Heath took her hand, ‘Is there something you want to tell me?”

Aurora, huddled in her chair, glanced at Heath and nodded, her voice resigned, “I am Olivia.”

Heath nodded, “I know.”

Aurora, head hanging low, asked, ‘Aren’t there questions you want to ask me?”

Heath smiled, “The incident at the internet cafe, that was you, wasn’t it?”

‘Yes, Aurora nodded.

“The Whitmore Corp’s leak of confidential information, was that also you?”

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Again, Aurora nodded, “Yes.”

“What about the sniper at Weydon Manor?*

“It was me.”

The operation to intercept the cargo at the coastal warehouse, there was a sniper involved…”

“That was me, too.”

With each question from Heath, Aurora nodded, her head drooping lower each time until it was almost touching the floor.

Heath chuckled softly, ‘Are you trying to smother yourself by burying your head in your chest? Though, it seems you’re… rather flat–chested.”

Aurora, speechless, thought furiously, You’re the flat–chested one! Your whole family is flat–chested!

Heath, holding her hand, said, “What are you afraid of? Didn’t you boldly claim back at the hideout, ‘The international female assassin retires to fall in love with a domineering CEO‘? Could it be that this domineering CEO would disappoint you so? That knowing the truth would lead me to abandon you?”

Aurora lifted her head, looked at Heath, and shook her head, “No, I trust you. You won’t abandon me.”

“Then tell me, what are you afraid of?‘ Heath smiled.

1… fear the Abyss,” Aurora hesitated, “I must seek revenge eventually, and I will have to confront the abyss. I’m afraid that you’ll be dragged into danger

because of me…”

She sneakily glanced at Heath’s expression, worried her words might anger him.

Heath gently stroked her hair, “Do you think so little of your man?”

Aurora, with her head down, quickly shook her head, “No, it’s just that I’m afraid… afraid you’ll get hurt.”

Heath chuckled softly, “It’s an honor to have you so concerned about me.”

Seeing no anger on his face, Aurora finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Heath looked at her, puzzled, “There’s something I don’t understand. You’re Olivia, so how did you become Aurora?”

Hesitant, Aurora faced Heath’s gaze with a look of resigned determination, “I… suppose I was reborn…”

Now it was Heath’s turn to be stunned. He stared at Aurora, momentarily unable to grasp her answer. For a split second, he thought Aurora was joking with

him.

In his understanding, there was no such thing as rebirth. Life, aging, sickness, and death were natural laws. If someone could come back to life after dying, wouldn’t the world be in chaos?

Aurora bit her lip, having spilled the beans, she felt compelled to explain, even at the risk of being deemed insane.

“I was Olivia, murdered, and when I woke up, I was already Aurora. It happened in the hospital. Aurora was in a coma from a fall down the stairs, probably declared critically ill by the doctors. By that time, the real Aurora must have already died,” Aurora rushed through her explanation.

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Heath tightened his grip on her hand, So, you’re saying, you’re Olivia’s soul, but inside Aurora’s body? And you two look exactly alike?”

‘Yes, exactly alike.”

Heath suddenly relaxed, pulled Aurora into his embrace, caressing her soft hair, soothing her and perhaps himself, whispering. Thank goodness, you’re still

alive…

Aurora, puzzled, asked, “What?”

Heath, holding her close, said, ‘No matter whose body you live in, at least you’re alive. It’s wonderful that I met you.”

Tears instantly welled up in Aurora’s eyes. Snuggled in Heath’s arms, she asked, “Do you believe me? Don’t you think I’m a lunatic spouting nonsense or a freak?”

Heath smiled, ‘A lunatic? Well, I’m not quite normal myself. A freak? Among billions of people, I chose you, so I guess I’m a freak too.”

Aurora’s tears fell, and she hugged Heath, burying her face in his chest, murmuring, “Stop talking nonsense…”

“There’s no nonsense here, I’m just trying to cheer you up,” Heath replied good–naturedly.

Aurora climbed into bed, nestled in his arms, and poured out her story. She babbled about her tragic past, the brutal training, and the comrades who had died.

She described how she survived death multiple times and how Isabella tortured her to death, leaving her in the jungles of Cambodia.

Heath held her, kissing her forehead, softly saying, “It’s over, all in the past…”

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