My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart (Oriana) novel Chapter 203

**TITLE: He Returned to Break and Own Me and for His Queen 203**

**CONTENT: Chapter 203 Micah’s Thoughtful Arrangements**

Oriana let out a long, weary sigh, the weight of her emotions pressing heavily on her chest. She felt utterly powerless, caught in a whirlwind of conflicting feelings. She couldn’t convince him to stay, couldn’t keep him from leaving, and the thought of letting him go was almost unbearable. In that moment, she was adrift, unsure of how to navigate the storm of her heart.

Thanks to Kieran’s relentless determination, a miracle occurred: he managed to secure a business-class flight that would take off just three hours after Oriana’s. The seat was empty, a rare stroke of luck that seemed almost too good to be true.

Micah, with his unwavering devotion, naturally accompanied her into the plush confines of the business-class lounge. The atmosphere was calm, filled with the soft hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses. Oriana busied herself with her phone, typing a message to Zara, who had already touched down at Seabar airport. Meanwhile, Micah’s hand enveloped hers, a firm grip that spoke volumes of his unwillingness to let her slip away.

As the minutes ticked by, an hour passed before the announcement for Oriana’s flight began to echo through the lounge. Her heart raced with anxiety; Kieran did not follow her inside, leaving her feeling unsettled. She turned to the staff, her voice laced with urgency as she implored them to escort Micah out.

The staff exchanged glances, their eyes drawn to Micah, who clung to his wife like a devoted pup, his loyalty evident. A hint of envy flickered in their expressions.

“Miss, your husband truly adores you—and he’s incredibly handsome!” one of them remarked, a teasing smile playing on their lips.

Oriana smiled faintly, appreciating the compliment. “Thank you. I trust you’ll take good care of him.”

“Absolutely! You can count on us to ensure he exits safely, without a scratch!” the staff member assured her with a wink.

Gratitude welled up within Oriana, and she thanked them once more. She leaned in to Micah, wrapping her arms around him for one last embrace. She whispered a heartfelt goodbye into his ear, feeling the warmth of his body against hers, before reluctantly allowing the staff to guide her through the VIP boarding channel.

Micah stood rooted in place, his gaze locked on her as she walked down the jet bridge, each step feeling like a dagger to his heart. For a fleeting moment, a wild urge surged within him to follow her to Seabar, to be by her side. But reality crashed back in, reminding him of the pressing matters that demanded his attention while she was away.

His expression shifted dramatically, the warmth in his eyes replaced by a cold detachment that sent a chill through the air.

“Mr. Caldwell, this way, I’ll escort you out,” a staff member called, attempting to break the tension.

Micah turned sharply, his demeanor shifting to one of icy indifference, a stark contrast to the affectionate man he had just been. “No need,” he replied curtly, dismissing the offer with a wave of his hand.

The staff member blinked, taken aback by the sudden change in his demeanor. Micah brushed past them, ignoring their puzzled looks, his face set in a stern mask as he retraced his steps.

Not far along, his eyes caught sight of a figure with vibrant, rainbow-colored hair sneaking toward the jet bridge. A frown creased Micah’s brow, but he quickly dismissed the sight, striding past without a second thought.

At the exit, Kieran’s phone buzzed with a call from Micah, despite the distance that separated them. “Mr. Caldwell, the hospital team is ready,” Kieran reported, his voice steady.

“Tell them they have exactly two hours,” Micah instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument.

The flight from Jindiwood to Seabar would take two hours and forty minutes, and the additional travel time from the airport to the hospital loomed ominously in his mind. He had promised Oriana he would keep her updated as soon as she landed safely.

“Kenny, I have something important to discuss with you,” Micah said, his tone shifting to one of seriousness.

Kenny’s excitement morphed into focus. “Micah, tell me! I’m ready to risk it all, whatever it takes!”

Micah’s eyes darkened, each word he spoke heavy with significance. “Protect her. She’s my life.”

Kenny froze, shock coursing through him. How did Micah know he had secretly followed Oriana to Seabar? A chill ran down his spine, and he felt the instinctive urge to stammer an excuse. “Micah, what do you mean? I don’t understand—”

“Promise me, Kenny. No matter what happens, you help me keep her safe,” Micah commanded, his voice firm and unwavering.

“Kenny—” he began, but the weight of Micah’s steady breathing filled the line, and after a long moment of contemplation, he closed his eyes, surrendering to the request. “Micah, I understand. But if I ever discover she’s done anything against you, I won’t let it slide.”

Micah’s confidence was unshakeable. “She won’t.”

With that, Micah ended the call first, a sense of finality hanging in the air.

Kieran, still processing the conversation, hesitated. “Mr. Caldwell, didn’t you already dispatch a professional security team to Seabar? Why bring Kenny into this—”