Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 650: No Public Statement!

Aurora couldn’t help but laugh a little. "Depending on a man’s money is never as reliable as having your own. No matter how rich he is, the money’s still his—not yours. If you’re capable, even after a divorce, you can still live well on your own."

Dominic nodded. "You’ve got a point. But still, isn’t marrying a rich guy better than marrying a broke one? Imagine struggling with a poor man, ending up worn out and dull, and then he dumps you for some younger woman... Wouldn’t that be soul-crushing?"

Aurora frowned. The topic was a bit heavy. If an average guy overheard Dominic’s "wisdom," who knows if he’d be angry or just crushed.

Aurora quietly finished her dinner. Her appetite wasn’t bad. Her throat hurt a bit, but with plenty of water and her decent health, it should pass.

"No matter who you marry—rich or poor—a woman needs her own strength. If you’re well-off yourself, it doesn’t matter what he has. Even if you build a life together from scratch, that’s still a valuable experience. And if he dumps you? Who says you can’t find someone even better? Look at Wang Fei—she’s never acted like some bitter ex. We can’t see everything, sure, but on the surface, she’s always kept it classy. That counts for something."

Dominic burst out laughing. "Aurora, not everyone can be like her though!"

Aurora calmly wiped her mouth. "Let’s get our things together. We’re leaving."

Dominic quickly set down her food. "Let me help."

"I’m fine. Eat first," Aurora said. She felt good—had even napped for about half an hour. Aside from cold symptoms, she was doing okay.

As Aurora started tidying up, Tobias strolled in slowly. "Miss Wilson, the young master asked me to give you this phone."

Aurora looked up. The phone in Tobias’s hand was sleek, all white—elegant and stylish.

Clearly made for a woman. There wasn’t a brand logo on it, so it must’ve been custom-made.

"I don’t need it," Aurora replied coolly.

Tobias wasn’t surprised. After a few run-ins, he already knew she was the independent type.

"In that case... guess I’ll toss it." He dropped the phone straight into the trash. "The young master probably had it made just for you. But if you won’t take it, it doesn’t need to exist."

With that, he turned and walked out.

"Whoa, whoa... Is your young master made of money or just dumb? That’s like throwing cash out the window!"

Dominic clearly couldn’t bear it. She rushed over, pulled the phone out of the trash, and gently wiped it off. "Aurora, this phone’s way too nice to throw away..."

"Get rid of it," Aurora said without a second thought. She had no connection to Everett anymore—why keep anything from him?

Dominic’s mouth twitched. "Well... I’ll hold onto it for now. If you ever change your mind, I’ll give it back."

Aurora didn’t respond. She knew Dominic came from a tough background—she’d always valued everything she had.

"Just use it."

"No way! That’s from Everett—me using it? Do I look like I have a death wish?" Dominic scoffed. She wasn’t about to touch something custom-made for Aurora by Everett.

Aurora finished packing up. She and Dominic left the hospital, not realizing that on the seventh floor, someone was silently watching her walk away.

Some feelings don’t disappear just because they’re rejected.

Because of Aurora’s lake accident, the entire crew was given two days off.

Aurora found it odd—her body had recovered, and her throat pain wasn’t that serious. Her voice was still usable.

Besides, the last four scenes didn’t even require dialogue. And even if they did, that would be handled in post-production.

Eventually, Dominic spilled the truth: Everett had a high fever that wouldn’t go down and spent a whole day on IVs. He was still very weak.

On the third day, Aurora got up early and stood by the window, looking out at Snow Goose Lake in the distance.

It was a famous scenic spot in Country Y, and a popular place for couples to take wedding photos.

That incident... it had probably blown up all over the entertainment media back home by now.

"Uh... Aurora, it’s Eleanor on the phone!"

Dominic handed it over. Since Aurora’s phone wasn’t working, she’d have to get a new one once they were back home.

Aurora took the call. On the other end, Eleanor spoke gently but concerned: "Aurora, how could you be so careless? You fell into a lake and didn’t even tell me! If I hadn’t seen the news, I’d still be in the dark!"

Aurora felt a little guilty. "Sorry, Eleanor. I told Dominic not to tell you. It wasn’t a big deal. Has it... gone public back home?"

"Of course it has! It’s all over the news and entertainment sites. Everett even gave you mouth-to-mouth, right? Fans are going wild—everyone’s saying he must be in love with you. Why else would he be the first one to jump in after you?"

Aurora felt awkward. "Uh, Eleanor, don’t say stuff like that. He doesn’t like me..."

Eleanor chuckled. "Oh please. If he doesn’t like you, then who does?"

Aurora bit her lip, unsure of how to respond. "He and I... we won’t end up together."

"Why not? Aurora, are you still hung up on the past?"

"Yes. I can’t let it go," Aurora said, her breath catching slightly. That rainy night flashed in her mind—his terrifying face, the way he violated her boundaries...

"In that case, there’s no need to release any kind of statement. The more you explain, the messier it gets. The fans won’t believe it anyway. Think about it—Everett, who’s never had anything to do with the entertainment industry, suddenly decides to collaborate with you. How could the fans not start speculating? And if you do make a public statement now, and later end up with him anyway, it’ll only make things worse."

Eleanor’s logic didn’t sit quite right with Aurora. "But I’ve already decided not to be with him—so why can’t I make it clear?"

"You can, technically. But what if you do end up with him? Wouldn’t that make you look like a hypocrite? Aurora, the world is full of surprises. Nothing is ever 100%. So you should really listen to me on this," Eleanor said firmly.

Aurora stayed silent for a few seconds. She couldn’t argue with that.

Life was unpredictable. She once thought she and Alexander would last forever—look how that turned out.

So no, she couldn’t say for sure what the future held. Maybe silence was the better choice.

"Have you decided? Will you release a statement or not?"

Eleanor’s voice had softened.

"I’ll do whatever you think is best," Aurora said quietly after a moment.

"Good. From what Director Z said, Everett’s fever lasted two full days—he should be doing better today. Once you wrap up these scenes, you’ll get a break. But next week, you’ll be shooting the MV for Love You."

Eleanor’s voice carried a note of excitement. "The company will keep sending you new songs too, and you’ll be doing some covers as well. You’ll be able to choose what fits you best. After all, you can’t release an album with just a few songs."

"Got it. Thanks, Eleanor... and sorry for worrying you these past few days," Aurora said, her voice soft and full of gratitude.