Reborn, I Refused the Man I Once Forced to Marry Chapter 10

After the match ended, I went to the changing room to put on fresh clothes.

There was a small path beside the room, so I took it back.

I hadn’t expected to run into someone along the way.

I warily stepped backward.

“I’m not here for anything else. I just want to ask you a question.”

Adrian took a step back and stared at me.

“Evelyn, have we met before?”

I answered without hesitation.

“No.”

Adrian spoke softly.

“But I dream about you all the time. I lose sleep over you every night…”

“Mr. Bennett, are you seriously going to hold me responsible for whatever happens in your dreams?”

I cut him off coldly.

“There’s no resentment between us.”

Adrian looked at me and slowly shook his head.

“It’s not about grudges—I fell in love with you in my dream.”

I froze.

“Why does my heart ache every time I see you? Why do I dream that we’re married, that we once loved each other so deeply? And why, when I wake up, can’t I stop thinking about you?”

His hands clenched into fists. Pain filled his eyes.

“Then why do you avoid me in real life? Why have you already chosen someone else?”

I was silent for a moment before answering calmly.

“Sir, dreams are often the opposite of reality. Just like you and me. We barely have anything to do with each other in real life.”

“I don’t want us to have nothing to do with each other.”

Adrian hurried several steps closer.

“Evelyn, my family, my position, and everything I’m capable of can give you a wonderful life. I’ll respect you and take care of you.”

“Why won’t you give me a chance?”

In my previous life, he’d made me the same promises.

Yet my ending had been the death of both me and my unborn child.

“Mr. Bennett, please don’t come any closer.”

I lowered my eyes and stepped away slightly.

“My reputation is already bad enough. Finding a suitable husband isn’t easy for me. If you really care about what’s best for me, please stop coming after me.”

Adrian froze.

After a moment of silence, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

“All right. I’m sorry.”

After Adrian left, I stood there for a while, lost in thought.

My legs were throbbing painfully. I glanced at my mud-covered clothes and dragged myself back to the changing room.

The injuries on my legs were serious. The flesh was so swollen that it was barely recognizable, and there were countless old and new wounds scattered across them.

I ignored them and went straight into the bathroom, settling into the bathtub.

As the hot water covered my body, pain shot through my wounds.

I closed my eyes and let myself feel it. Before long, I drifted off to sleep.

I dreamed of my mother again.

Her face was an awful shade of gray, and she looked terrifying. She clamped her hands around my throat and screamed.

“Why did you let Chloe have Alexander? Why would you marry a cripple from a declining family?”

“You lost! You lost!”

Tears streamed down my face. I couldn’t say a word. I could barely breathe.

Then, in the darkness, something warm touched my cheek.

“Why are you crying so much? Did someone hurt you that badly?”

Someone gently wiped away my tears and whispered comforting words, as if brushing away the darkness that had settled over my heart.

When I woke up, my head was pounding.

The blurry figure by the window slowly came into focus.

A man was sitting there, reading a book.

He had an elegant posture and a handsome face. There was no way to tell that he had difficulty walking.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, Sebastian looked over.

When he saw that I was awake, he took the initiative to explain.

“I came to bring you some medicine. I knocked, but nobody answered, so I asked the maid to check on you. She found you still soaking in the bathtub.”

“Is anything else bothering you?”

I shook my head.

“Thank you for helping me.”

Sebastian smiled.

“Don’t mention it. You helped me today, too, didn’t you?”

So he’d known why I’d deliberately made the opposing captain kneel in front of him.

“We’re getting married, after all. It’s only natural for a wife to help her husband.”

He paused, looking momentarily surprised.

“Is that why you did it?”

I didn’t quite understand what he meant, so I stared at him in confusion.

“All right. I suppose I read too much into it. Never mind.”

Sebastian smiled helplessly and held out his hand.

“It’s late. Let me take you home.”

I hesitated before placing my hand in his cool palm.

Sebastian helped me stand, then took off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders.

A faint fragrance surrounded me.

I frowned slightly.

That scent…

It was so familiar.