Rebirth Snatching Back My Stolen Luck novel Chapter 60

Seems he didn’t quite agree with bringing Claire back,

Not that it mattered. He yielded to her in the end, didn’t he?

I pressed my lips together.

Humans were strange.

I’d prepared for this and was even looking forward to it, but it still stung to see my guess confirmed: Mom really had no bottom line when it came to her late best friend’s daughter.

“I–I… ” Mom stumbled over her words, then nudged Dad.

To her surprise, he shifted away from her touch, closing his eyes.

Her face froze.

Cold amusement flickered in my gaze.

He was basically telling her: Deal with your mess yourself.

“If this isn’t important, can we do this later?” I asked upon seeing that no one was ready to talk, and then, turned as though to leave.

“No–wait.” Mom caught the corner of my sleeve, then let go. “What I… I want to talk about is…”

She faltered again.

It was almost comical as the mother I knew was imperious, domineering: A literal tyrant.

This hesitant version was unfamiliar. But I guess that’s what guilt does to you.

Likely unable to take it any longer, Dad opened his eyes and asked, his voice soft. “Did you watch the livestream?”

I widened my eyes with mock innocence. “What livestream?”

Claire’s pretentious voice chimed from behind me. “I–I did one this afternoon. You didn’t see it?”

I ignored her, looking only at Dad.

“Your mom said she…” He glanced at Claire. “… wanted to apologize. That’s why she brought her back.”

“Yes, yes,” Mom nodded eagerly. “You two have been friends for so long. Don’t ruin your friendship over a misun- derstanding.”

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“Misunderstanding?” I arched a brow.

Mom straightened her back, emboldened by her husband’s support. “Claire has always missed her late parents. So when she listened to you… complaining about us, she felt you were rubbing it in. She became jealous of you as a re- sult.”

She continued, wearing an empathetic look. “And about Brandon–it was only because of what you told her. Other- wise, she knew better than to covet her best friend’s fiancé.”

I folded my arms, a fake smile gracing my face. “So, in short, I’m the villain here.”

“No–that’s not what I meant-”

“That’s exactly what you meant. In your eyes, she only has to shed a few tears and you’ll forgive anything.”

“And why is that? Because to you, she’ll always be the pitiful one.”

I tilted my head. “You said she was jealous of me? Honestly, I’m jealous of her too. Of how easily she wraps you around her finger.”

“Lily…” Claire edged closer, only to freeze under my stare. “…Lilith. I know I’ve hurt you badly. I don’t dare ask for immediate forgiveness, but at least let me stay by your side and make up for it.”

“I know you might not believe me now, but I truly regret everything I said and did that day.”

Tears shimmered in her eyes as she stepped forward and reached for my sleeve tentatively, playing the role of the pitiful little sister to the max.

I let her hold it, forcibly suppressing my body’s instincts to shake her off.

And thanks to that, I got to see her eyes flashing with smugness before she smothered it.

As expected, her face read, she doesn’t really hate me.

What a fool.

My eyes narrowed.

She claimed to beg for forgiveness, yet not once did the words ‘I’m sorry‘ leave her mouth. That alone said everything about her sincerity.

Not that it mattered. My mother would never see it.

She was already swayed. Touched.

To her, Claire’s pitiful act was more than enough.

Okay, I’d had enough of this farce.

“Fine,” I said lightly, stepping back so Claire’s hand slipped away. “I can forgive you.”

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