Reborn to Marry My Ex's Uncle

SOPHIA’S POV

Alex's vocal tone sliced through the buzzing in my ears just like a harsh knife. “Listen, your father won’t even miss you. He’s happy to see you gone. Healing loathes how you acquired your grandfather’s wealth instead of him.”

I blinked away the discomfort, attempting to recognise his words. My father? Happy to see me gone? It was too much. My mind was slow, obscured by pain, but the deception struck me in a very powerful way. My own father... How could that be true?

Alex looked down, and his cold eyes met mine. You always considered he was proud of you, right? What he saw was just your wealth, money he thought should have been his. You got in the way.”

“Stop lying,” I croaked, my voice barely audible, but even I could hear the desperation in it. “He wouldn’t… He wouldn’t do that to me.”

Alex smirked proudly once again, his voice filled with disdain. Regardless of your position, this doesn’t matter. You’re eventually going to pass on; and then the cash? Emma and I will relish every last cent.”

Emma came closer, her expression exuding satisfaction. ‘Concerning lies, it's necessary for you to be aware of something before you pass away.’ Your mother? ‘She didn’t die from any sickness that you were told,' she said.

"I felt my heart drop. “What are you talking about?” My voice wavered, barely stronger than a whisper. No. Not this. Please, not this.

“Oh, sweet sister,” Emma taunted, her voice like poison. “Your mother was taken care of. By us.”

My stomach churned violently. “You’re lying. She died of an illness. I—” My throat closed up, refusing to let me finish.

“Why would I lie to you now?” Emma said with a sneer. “She was in our way, just like you are now. You were too young to know what was really going on. But we took care of it. Took care of her.”

Tears burned down my face, mixing with the blood as I stared at the sister I had once trusted, at the man I had loved. “You killed her,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “You killed my mother.”

Emma’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction. “Yes. And now, we’re going to kill you too.”

To make them suffer for every lie, every betrayal. But I was trapped, helpless, and they knew it.

“And we’re not done yet,” Alex said, his voice calm, as if they were simply discussing business. “Your precious Henry will come to save you. We know he will. And when he does, we’ll take care of him too.”

Henry. My breath hitched at the mention of his name. Henry was coming? My heart twisted painfully. The man I had always resented, the one who had never shown me warmth, was the one person I had misjudged the most. He had saved my life, given me his kidney, while I had turned my back on him. And now, he was coming to save me again.

“I can’t believe you,” I spat, my voice filled with rage. “You think you’ll get away with this? You think you can just kill Henry and walk away with my life, my fortune? You’re more pathetic than I thought.”

She grabbed my hair bunched in her hand, lifting my head up sharply and causing me pain. “You continue talking even right before you die, don’t you?” To what extent can you be delusional, Sophia? Henry is as good as dead as soon as he leaves that helicopter, according to the prognosis."

The sound of helicopter blades thrumming.

My body was largely paralysed, entrapped and broken inside this deeply damaged car.

As Alex straightened, he looked up towards the arriving helicopter, wearing a smug expression. “Well, right on time. You were always easy to understand, Uncle Henry.”

Emma cruelly released my hair, pushing my head back against the seat with force. “Say your goodbyes, sister. This is the final time you’ll spot the individual who put forth an effort to help you.”

I had a difficult time finding my voice, as my thoughts whirled around as the helicopter drew near. “You two, you’re both terrifying,” I panted. Henry will ensure that you won’t be able to get away with it.

Emma's laughter was a cold, empty noise. “You are not in a situation to make threats, Sophia. Once you’re away, no one will bother.”

The sound of the helicopter grew louder. I had one chance. One last chance to stop them before they killed Henry and left me for dead.

There has to be something... My thoughts raced, and then it hit me. The car. If I could just—

My fingers fumbled, slippery with blood, as I searched for the emergency release for the seatbelt. It was my only hope—if I could free myself, maybe I could reach Henry, warn him. Come on, come on!

Just as my fingers found the release, Emma glanced back at me, her eyes narrowing. “What are you doing, Sophia?”

Panic surged through me. I had to move fast. My thumb jammed down on the release button, and the seatbelt gave way.

My vision blurred, but I forced myself to move, crawling toward the edge of the cliff, toward the sound of the helicopter.

“Alex! She’s trying to get away!” Emma’s voice was sharp with anger.

I heard footsteps approaching, but I didn’t stop. I dragged myself forward, every inch closer to the edge feeling like a mile. Henry, please...

The helicopter was landing, its blades kicking up dust and debris. I could see the outline of a figure inside, and I knew it had to be him. He was here. He had come for me.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my ankle, yanking me back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Alex hissed, his grip tightening painfully. “It’s over, Sophia.”

But it wasn’t. Not yet.

With all the strength I could muster, I kicked out. He cursed and released me, and I took the opportunity to crawl forward again, desperate to reach Henry, to warn him.

“Stop her!” Emma shouted, her footsteps approaching quickly.

I reached the edge, my fingers grasping at the dirt as I pulled myself up. The helicopter had landed, and through the haze of pain, I saw Henry step out.

“Henry!” I screamed, my voice raw and desperate. “It’s a trap! They’re going to kill you!”

But before I could say another word, a sharp pain exploded in the back of my head, and darkness swallowed me whole.

BOOM!!