My Reborn Admirer Wins Over My Heart novel Chapter 232

**He Returned to Break and Own Me and for His Queen 232**

**Chapter 232: The Deceptive Apology**

“I hit my head at the ranch, and the doctor mentioned it could be a stress reaction. I wasn’t myself… I might have said some things that sounded insane, Oriana. Please, don’t take them to heart. You saved me, and instead of showing gratitude, I nearly hurt Stormwind… I swear, I didn’t mean to…”

Oriana felt a surge of emotion at Grant’s heartfelt confession, almost wanting to applaud his vulnerability.

Truly, Luna’s talent for dramatics was being squandered in the mundane reality of life. She had a flair for the theatrical that could easily captivate audiences in Hollywood.

As Grant’s gaze fell upon Oriana’s face on the screen, a torrent of emotions surged within him, his deep-set eyes reflecting a mix of regret and longing.

It had been ages since they had shared a FaceTime call like this.

Back in those days, he had been too engulfed in work to spare time for simple things like calls or video chats.

He recalled their last video call vividly. It had been during a fierce storm—he had been summoned to work, the power had flickered out at home, and Oriana had reached out to him, her voice laced with fear.

She hadn’t said much—just illuminated her face with her phone’s flashlight, delving into her studies quietly while the call remained open.

He had found himself stealing glances at her, mesmerized by the serenity and focus that enveloped her, just as he felt now.

Yet, something about this moment felt disquieting.

His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the high-tech equipment behind her, the faint reflections in the glass catching his attention like a warning sign.

His voice dropped, turning sharp and tense. “Where are you? Are you at that arch facility? Who took you there?”

Luna’s expression morphed into one of confusion, followed by a dismissive laugh. “You’re imagining things, Grant. Ordinary people don’t just wander into places like that. There’s no way Oriana’s in a real lab—”

She had noticed the sophisticated backdrop behind Oriana as well but had assumed it was merely an extravagant exhibit or a science museum.

Unfazed, Oriana interjected, “I am at a research facility.”

Luna’s jaw dropped in disbelief.

Grant’s fists clenched, a surge of jealousy igniting a fire in his veins. “Just one day. That’s all it took for you to rush back to him in Jindiwood like you couldn’t wait!”

He was oblivious to the bitter undertone of his words, the jealousy seeping through his tone like poison.

He had been yearning—no, desperate—for her return to Seabar.

He had spent countless hours sprucing up their old place, clinging to the hope that perhaps, just perhaps, if they could revisit those cherished memories, they might clear the air and start anew.

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