My Unchosen Ex Chases Reborn Me (Soren and Fiona) novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Shifting Fronts

Chapter 70 Shifting Fronts

Or perhaps she had never been the principal wife at all.

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Fiona cleared her throat and steered the conversation elsewhere. “I have heard that, now you are back in Jexburgh, the arrangements between you and Roxanne are nearly finalized. Talented gentleman and graceful lady, my congratulations, Lord Soren.”

The remark was no idle courtesy; Fiona had chosen it with surgical care.

By praising the match, she signaled, as plainly as language allowed, that she harbored not the faintest desire to enter the Zonfrillo Estate herself.

All she wanted was for him to stop assuming she dreamed of becoming its next mistress.

Yet to Soren the words rang differently.

Here stood the very woman who carried memories of another lifetime, memories that called her his wife, offering polite congratulations on his betrothal to someone else.

Even if he felt no affection for her now, the gesture scraped across something raw beneath his ribs.

my affairs.

Soren’s mouth twitched at one corner. “Ms. Fiona does seem rather invested in my a

Fiona curled delicate hands around her porcelain cup, the faintest smile playing on her mouth as candlelight slid across her face. “Naturally, Lord Soren, I hope your adventures in love prove every bit as triumphant,” she said, the courtesy in her tone softened by genuine warmth.

Soren set the cup down with a muted clink that echoed through the hushed pavilion. “You should head back.” His voice was cool, ending the topic as cleanly as a blade through silk.

Fiona hesitated, lashes brushing her cheeks before she lifted her gaze once more. “After you marry, shall we still meet at Clear Sky Pavilion?” The question drifted between them like at feather no one dared to claim.

Soren’s eyes settled on her, impossibly dark, impossibly clear. “If anything changes, you will be informed,” he replied. “After the wedding, meeting me will not be as effortless as tonight.”

The promise of future protocol already widened the space between them.

Such was marriage–where freedom yielded to etiquette and every gesture invited watchful

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“Then, unless the matter is urgent, I shall ask Sister Joyce to relay my words,” Fiona agreed, matching his measured calm. Her ready compliance concealed the tremor the exchange had stirred inside her.

Without another word, Soren turned away, his cloak sweeping across the stone like a receding tide.

The corridor fell silent behind him, and the scent of osmanthus lanterns grew suddenly cloying.

I congratulated him on Roxanne, and displeasure flashed beneath his calm mask. He looks at me differently now—no affection, yet a tension he grants no other woman. Why the sudden change? When he asked who taught me, did he glimpse the truth? Is he beginning to suspect I have lived this life before?

On her way back toward the gardens, Fiona nearly collided with Naomi and a cluster of young ladies, their chatter floating ahead like colorful ribbons.

“Fiona, why are you wandering all alone?” Naomi asked, genuine concern brightening her eyes.

“Didn’t Lord Soren just walk this way?” Mindy added, her tone edged with unmistakable insinuation.

The words hovered in the air like perfumed smoke–an accusation that Fiona had orchestrated a chance encounter.

Naomi’s smile slipped; she alone knew that Fiona and her third brother had once spoken earnestly of marriage.

“I had no idea Lord Soren chose this path, Fiona answered lightly. “I’m surprised, Mindy, that you track his movements so closely.”

“Don’t twist my words,” Mindy snapped, caught off balance by the swift counter.

“Oh? I assumed someone fond of smearing others would be unafraid of a little stain herself,” Fiona replied, her smile as serene as falling snow.

“Mindy, Fiona has no interest in my brother,” Naomi interjected. “She keeps three paces away whenever he appears, so please stop imagining scandals.”

After all, Fiona was likely to become Callum’s bride one day. Her reputation had to remain immaculate–any hint of intrigue with Soren could ignite needless gossip.

Faced with Naomi’s quiet authority, Mindy swallowed her retort and let the matter drop, though resentment pinched her lips.

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Serena alone remained silent, fingers worrying the fringe of her cloak. She had come hoping for one glimpse of Soren; disappointment pooled in her chest.

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