The mont they saw Lucas sitting upright in bed, relief appeared on their faces. But beneath it lingered fear over what could have happened.
"We... we’re sorry," Mary said quietly. "We didn’t check on you."
Lucas lifted a hand slightly to stop them.
"I’m fine," he muttered weakly.
Fortunately, he had been brought to the hospital in ti, and the doctors had stabilized him quickly. Coincidentally, there had been leftover funds from Adam’s earlier paynt for Aurora’s treatnt, and that money was now used for Lucas without delay.
After confirming he was stable, the others slowly began to leave.
Lucas finally looked up. "Adriana... stay."
His soft voice carried unmistakable firmness.
Adriana paused at the door and turned back. Once the others were gone, silence settled between them.
Lucas stared at her, his gaze sharper than before. "Where is Adeline?"
Adriana’s expression darkened at once.
"What do you an?" she asked coldly. "Why do you suddenly want to see Adeline?"
"I..." Lucas began.
"Do you not know that Jules has been waiting outside this entire ti?" Adriana’s voice cut through the room sharply, filled with both irritation and concern.
"She’s been worried sick, Lucas. You didn’t even call out her na when you woke up."
The words made him pause. Lucas fell silent as the aning sank in.
’Jules... so in this life... I have soone else.’
The thought felt strange, almost unreal.
He looked at Adriana, his expression turning serious.
"What I’m about to say..." he began in a low voice, "might sound unbelievable."
Adriana crossed her arms, frowning as she stared at him.
"I think... I’ve awakened mories from my past life," he said slowly. "And sohow... I ended up in a completely different tiline."
Silence followed.
Adriana kept staring at him, trying to see if he was joking.
But he wasn’t. What she saw in his face unsettled her.
Without another word, she suddenly turned and walked toward the door.
"You’ve completely lost your mind, Lucas," she muttered, though there was a trace of panic in her voice.
Instead of leaving, she went straight to find the doctor.
Lucas stayed where he was, stunned, listening to the quiet beeping of the monitor beside him.
A few monts later, the door opened again. Jules stepped inside.
The mont she saw him awake, relief washed over her face. She quickly walked to his side and held his cheek with both hands.
"Lucas..." Her voice softened. "How are you? Are you okay?"
He blinked, caught off guard.
"You should have listed as your ergency contact," she continued worriedly. "I am sorry for not agreeing to your previous suggestion..."
Her voice shook, and her eyes turned red.
Lucas’s heart skipped a beat. For a mont, he simply looked at her.
The worry in her face, the trembling in her hands, the fear in her eyes.
’So this is... my life now?’
A strange warmth rose in his chest. It felt unfamiliar but comforting.
At the sa ti, the mories of his previous life felt even colder in comparison.
He slowly reached up and gently held her wrist.
"Hey... don’t cry," he said softly. "I’m completely fine."
She imdiately shook her head, her grip tightening as if she were afraid he would disappear.
"I thought..." she whispered, her voice trembling, "I thought I lost you."
Lucas forced a faint smile.
"It was just a small accident," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "Honestly, it almost feels like I played a prank on you."
Jules pulled back slightly, looking both annoyed and speechless.
"A prank?" she repeated. "Sotis I really wonder if you’ll ever take anything seriously."
Even so, the relief in her eyes remained.
She sighed softly. "I’ll call the doctor," she said. "And I’ll bring you sothing to eat. You need it."
Lucas nodded. "Alright."
She stayed there for another second, looking at him, before finally turning and leaving the room.
The door clicked shut. Silence returned.
Lucas leaned back against the bed, staring at the ceiling.
’She... is my wife in this life...’
A faint smile slowly appeared on his lips. Even now, he still found it hard to believe.
This life was nothing like the bleak existence he had before.
Here, there was warmth. There were people who cared. There was sothing worth protecting.
His fingers tightened against the blanket.
’I won’t waste this again.’
anwhile, Aurora stood quietly, thinking about how Lucas had looked earlier that day.
There was sothing different about him.
He’s changed... it wasn’t just his actions.
It was the way he looked at people now, as if he had gone through things far beyond his years.
But she pushed the thought aside.
There were more important matters right now.
Turning back to Alana, her expression returned to its usual calmness.
Days passed.
Lucas was finally discharged from the hospital.
Instead of going back to the shared apartnt, he decided to visit his own residence first.
The mont he arrived, he froze.
The building before him, the polished interior, the quiet luxury around him... it was far beyond what he rembered.
"This... is where I live?" he muttered in disbelief.
As he stepped inside, everything was arranged neatly, carrying a sense of stability and success.
’What exactly changed ...?’
His thoughts began connecting everything.
Emily.
Her arrival seed to be the turning point.
After she appeared, everything shifted. The family’s lifestyle improved, each mber found their own path, and the once-broken household slowly stabilized.
Then, the files.
Lucas quickly took out his phone and reviewed the strange storyline again.
After thinking it through carefully, a conclusion ford.
’Soone in the family... was reborn.’
Emily may have triggered the changes, but she didn’t fit.
If she had known everything from the start, she wouldn’t have willingly stepped into a family ant to fall apart.
Because in his past life...the entire family had ended in tragedy.
One by one, they had offended people stronger than them... so already powerful, others destined to beco powerful.
And every single ti, they lost.
Lucas’s face darkened.
’Then who...?’
A na suddenly ca to mind. Miss Dawn. In his previous life, there had been no such investor.
But in this life, she existed. And not only did they exist, she had invested heavily in him.
His fingers tightened.
’Could it be Jules...?’
He shook his head.
"No... there’s no point thinking too much about this right now."
Shifting his focus, he opened his company docunts.
As he reviewed the work, a faint smirk appeared.
"For a twenty-three-year-old... I’m actually impressive."
However, it didn’t take him long to notice several major flaws.
Within days, he began fixing them. Weeks passed. Then months.
Lucas worked nonstop from ho, and his efficiency reached a level that left his employees stunned.
"Has the boss been replaced or sothing?" one of them whispered.
"Or is he on steroids?" another joked.
Within two months, the company’s revenue soared.
Using knowledge of future trends, Lucas developed products that matched upcoming market demands perfectly.
At the sa ti, Aurora was conducting her own investigation.
Lucas’s accident did not feel like a coincidence.
It felt like a warning. And she already had soone in mind.
When she investigated further, her suspicions were confird.
"...So it was you," Aurora murmured, her eyes turning cold.
Shay.
The ssage was obvious.
By targeting Lucas, Shay had sent her a warning... for interfering, for exposing too much, and for taking Alana away.
Aurora gave a cold smile. "You chose the wrong way to make your point."
Her voice was calm. But the aning behind it was far from calm.
"When it cos to my family... this is no longer about pride."
Her gaze hardened. "It’s about justice."
Without hesitation, she made her move.
Once she was done, she leaned back slightly.
"Now..." she whispered, "all that’s left is to watch the show begin."
As Aurora was lost in thought, her attention returned to Lucas.
Sothing about him felt different.
Not just different...unnervingly so.
’How... is he able to double the revenue?’
Her brows furrowed slightly as she watched him from afar.
In the past, Lucas used to struggle with even small mistakes, often taking hours or even days to understand and fix them.
But now...he was improving at an alarming speed.
Over the past two months, his decisions had beco sharp and precise. Every move carried a confidence and calculation she had never seen from him before.
’At this rate... even I might not be able to keep up with him.’
Wanting to understand, she subtly tried to get his attention.
And Lucas responded in an unexpected way.
He arranged a formal eting.
At first, Aurora thought he had so other purpose.
But the mont they t...everything changed.
Lucas stepped forward calmly, his posture relaxed but confident. He picked up a wine glass from the table and lightly swirled it.
"I believe," he said steadily, "this opportunity cos with a certain level of certainty."
His gaze lifted and t hers.
"I wonder... if Mrs. Dawn would be interested."
Aurora’s fingers paused for a mont.
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