Rebirth Snatching Back My Stolen Luck novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114

LILITH

Just then, Marissa walked in from outside.

“It’s a happy occasion. Don’t ruin it with your sour face,” she said to Julian with a teasing smile. “If you’re already this grumpy now, I can only imagine how unbearable you’ll be when they actually get married.”

The moment she finished, Julian’s expression darkened another shade.

I found it amusing-but only dared to laugh inwardly.

In that subtly tense yet heartwarming atmosphere, the others began to speak up, steering the conversation toward something lighter.

Logan gave a dramatic sigh. “I used to think that among the three of us, I’d be the first to get married. Who would’ve thought—one’s already engaged, and the other…”

His gaze flicked toward Callum and Freya, eyes gleaming with mischief. “…will probably escape singlehood soon. Guess life really does like proving people wrong.”

Callum didn’t respond directly, but he turned toward Freya with a faint smile that made her

cheeks flush.

In return, she glared at Logan, as if begging him to shut up.

Their dynamic was so natural that I couldn’t help but smile.

Maybe it was his teasing words, or maybe just a trick of the light-but when I glanced at Logan and Marissa standing beside Julian, something unreadable flickered in my eyes.

“You two seem like a good match,” I blurted before I could stop myself.

It was as if someone had pressed pause as silence blanketed the room.

Then, all at once, every gaze turned toward the duo.

“Now that you mention it…” Freya squinted, her gaze assessing. “…they do kind of look compatible.”

“Don’t start matching people randomly,” Julian reprimanded lightly, casting an indifferent glance at Logan, as if saying: he’s not worthy of my sister.

Dean and Callum didn’t say a word, but the amused looks on their faces said enough.

Meanwhile, the two in question-Marissa and Logan-arched their brows and said in unison, “Her (him) and me?”

They were so perfectly in syne that everyone exchanged glances and burst out laughing.

Maybe they really could work something out, I thought, a small smile tugging at my lips.

At that moment, Dean’s hand furtively brushed against mine, his fingers curling around my palm.

It was a quiet, almost guilty gesture.

Thinking of it, he was rather pitiful. Sneaking affection like a teenager because of his future brother-in-law.

But what could we do? Right now, the older brother reigned supreme.

He’d just have to endure until everyone left.

Feeling sorry for him, I scratched his palm lightly, felt the faint tremor that ran through him and smiled mischievously.

Afterward, I lifted my gaze and took in the scene before me-the laughter, the warmth, the people who’d gathered here-and felt something inside me settle.

All the people who mattered to me were here, sharing one of the most important moments of my life.

What more could I possibly ask for?

For this second chance, the heavens had truly been kind to me.

Everything I’d lost in my previous life-love, friendship, family, and purpose-I had fought hard to

reclaim.

And now, I had them all.

But…

My heart grew heavy.

There were still things that could never be changed.

The child I had lost in my past life, for instance.

She would probably never return to this world.

And even if she did, it wouldn’t be through me.

Perhaps that was for the best.

She had already suffered too much-born to a cruel father, and to a mother who didn’t even know

of her existence.

I had failed her. No excuse could change that. And because of it, I had long lost the right to call myself her mother.

But forgetting her? I could never.

If even I forgot, then who would remember her?

She’d cease to exist completely.

How lonely… how pitiful would that be?

So after Brandon was imprisoned, I had a nameless tombstone made for her-a place where I could visit whenever I missed her.

Maybe one day, I’d tell Dean everything. About her. About that part of me that would never fully

heal.

But until then, she would live on in my heart-my first and beloved child.

That would never change.

[Ding.]

A mechanical chime suddenly echoed in my mind.

“May?” I called out inwardly, startled but overjoyed.

It had been so long since I’d heard that voice that I’d begun to think it was gone for good.

[It’s me, host.] The familiar, emotionless tone answered.

“It really is you. I thought you’d left already.”

I told you I wouldn’t

go

until my

my mission was complete.]

My fingers curled slightly. “So you’ve been here all along, just… silent?”

Yes. My role was never to accompany you forever. I’m merely a guide-a temporary presence in your life. If you got too attached, it would only hinder your growth.]

I smiled faintly. “Then why appear now?”

[Ding. Congratulations, host. You’ve completed your mission perfectly. Your luck has been fully restored. From now on, you’re free to live your life as you wish-no one will ever control or manipulate your fate again.]

For a second, I froze. Then joy flooded my heart, overflowing.

“Really? I’ve recovered it all?”

[Yes.]

At its affirmation, it felt as though a weight was lifted off my heart, and I couldn’t stop smiling.

But then, a thought struck me.

My smile faltered. “What about that system… and Claire?”

May’s voice turned cold. [They’ve received their retribution. In your past life, they stole unimaginable amounts of luck, harming countless souls in the process. That karma never vanished. Now, they will suffer its weight together in this life.]

“That’s good,” I said softly. “They deserve nothing less.”

Silence followed-a calm, final silence.

“You’re leaving, aren’t you?” I asked quietly.

[Yes. Everything is complete. I have no reason to linger.]

I had expected it, but the confirmation still made my heart clench.

From the moment of my rebirth, May had always been there.

Sometimes absent, sometimes present-but always watching over me.

Its presence had been a comfort, a reminder that this life was real, not just a dream.

But I couldn’t ask it to stay. Nor did I want to.

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