A Journey That Changed The World. - Chapter 982: Aunty Bel

Chapter 982: Aunty Bel

Maeve, Nyx, and Ashoka looked at the woman named Abby and became confused, which amused them. The chaos dragon commented, “We are all happy, by the way. Archer spoils us equally.”

That’s when the tiger woman sniffed the air and expressed, “The man is back.”

When Abby heard this, she grabbed the first aid kit before giving it to Maeve. Then, she left without saying anything else. Ashoka started giggling as she spoke, “It looked like she hated the idea of a harem, ladies.”‘

Maeve and Nyx started laughing before protecting Archer from any threats. A few days later, at midnight, he finally woke up, and when he did, he saw a wooden ceiling that reminded him of the holiday home he stayed in back on Earth.

As Archer sat up, the rush of memories came flooding back, accompanied by a lingering phantom pain that made him groan. It seems I’m on Earth again, but how? he wondered, his body cracking as he adjusted to his new reality.

He stood up, his movements unsteady, and stumbled over to the window. What he saw outside left him in shock. The moon hung high in the sky, its silvery light glowing over the landscape.

“This is straight from an advert for expensive holiday homes,’ Archer mused at the sight.

The lake stretched beneath it, its surface shimmering as the moonlight danced on it. This created a calm, rippling effect that seemed almost magical-a cluster of holiday homes lined up on the shore in a picturesque arrangement.Nôv(el)B\jnn

Their wooden fronts were bathed in the soft, silvery light, giving them a warm and inviting appearance despite the cool night air. Each home had a porch with lights twinkling gently, adding a touch of whimsy to the serene setting.

Archer enjoyed the scene and thought, ‘So I am back on Earth, I should go find Alexa but I have no clue where she will be.’

He shook his head and waited for Regeneration to heal him fully, which took minutes. Archer made his way to the back door and went outside to feel the refreshing summer wind brush against his skin.

Without a shirt and dressed only in pants, Archer relaxed, taking in the view while pulling out a bottle of ale from his Item Box and taking a swig. As he settled back, he noticed a group of older women walking near the lake, their presence intriguing him.

But then, Archer’s gaze fell upon someone he thought he would never see again, and his shock deepened, ‘Aunty Isabella,’ he thought.

His eyes locked onto a woman with dark brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a warm smile. Archer’s gaze traveled down her figure, noting her still curvy hourglass shape and prominent

curves.

‘Was she always this beautiful? Why am I so drawn to her? ‘Archer wondered, eventually concluding that his newfound attraction might be due to his current state of being someone

new.

Without thinking, he approached the four women, including Abby, but he had not met or heard about her. When Archer got close, Isabella quickly noticed him, and her cheeks went bright red as her eyes roamed over his body.

He was paying attention to the other three but was looking at his aunt, who had always spoiled him as a child. An overwhelming urge to hug her appeared, but he resisted before speaking, “What is your name, gorgeous?”

Archer observed as his aunt composed herself, shaking her head before responding with a British accent he hadn’t realized he had missed. “I’m Isabella Williams-Bennet since I divorced last year. My friends call me Bella. And you are?”

“Archer Wyldheart,” he introduced himself, causing Isabella’s eyes to widen with sadness as her expression changed to grief.

She shook her head before explaining in a sad voice, “You share the name of someone precious that I lost years ago; it’s been hard since his death.”

The three women went to comfort her, but Archer moved toward her and leaned in to whisper, “Aunty Bel. When will I get one of your famous cuddles again? You used always to shove my head into your cleavage.”

Archer watched the woman’s body tremble as she fell backward, looking at him with wide eyes. “How do you know that? Only my big sister and he knew I did that!” she exclaimed.

The others went to comfort her, but Isabella shooed them away as she stood back up and looked at Archer with narrowed eyes. “Who are you?” she asked.

“If you want to know, let’s go on a walk. The weather is perfect for such a thing,” he suggested.

Isabella nodded, scanning his body with her eyes. Biting her lip turned Archer on, but he shook his head and started walking while talking: “Do you believe in reincarnation, Aunty Bel?”

She caught up with him and answered, “No. Why?”

Archer chuckled before waving his hand while using Mana Manipulation to create a small screen that a shocked Isabella cautionally grabbed as a picture of the old him and Alexa walking down a London street.

“You’re seeing the night I was murdered when I finally asked out Alexa, but that crazy Noah stabbed me,” he revealed, which stopped Isabella in her tracks as tears ran down her face. She looked into his eyes before asking, “What’s your Mother and Father’s name?” “Michelle Bennet and Paul Steven’s,” Archer answered, shocking her even more and causing her to back away.

He watched her face change from grief to shock to hope as she asked one more question, “What did you always ask me when you stayed at my house before I moved to the States?”

Archer’s smile grew as he approached her and whispered, “If I weren’t your nephew and older, would you be my first girlfriend.”

Isabella’s body trembled as she lunged forward, wrapped her arms around his shoulder, and pulled him into a hug. “My handsome boy!”

When Archer heard her words, something inside him sparked, prompting him to return the hug with equal warmth. As he embraced her, he could feel the softness of his aunt’s form. At that moment, he became aware of Maeve, Ashoka, and Nyx appearing behind him.

He let his aunt go, but she wouldn’t let go. She started peppering his face with kisses, which caused him to laugh. The three women saw him smile and were completely charmed, causing Isabella to turn to them.

“Oh, are these your wives handsome?” Isabella questioned with a knowing smile. “So Abby was right, and you’re a playboy.”

Archer chuckled before replying, “There’s more to it than that, Bel. Now let’s return to the

house.”

They agreed and started walking back as Isabella talked to the three women who seemed to like the happy aunt. Archer watched them speak with a smile, but it soon changed as she declared, “Ladies, I am borrowing my handsome nephew for the night. It’s been so long since I’ve cuddled him.”

Nyx, Ashoka, and Maeve giggled as the tiger woman commented, “Do we have another Sia and Brooke husband? Bel acts exactly like them.”

Archer chuckled as he revealed, while Isabella looked at him with an unknown expression on her beautiful face, “We’re not related anymore as I’m not the same Archer who died here on Earth. I’m a mix of two different people creating someone new who all you girls know.” When they reached the house, Archer’s three women left him and his aunt alone as he sat down on the garden chairs. Isabella sat beside him before asking in a sad tone, “Are we no longer related, handsome?”

He nodded, “Yes. I died here but was reborn in a world called Thrylos where I met all the girls

that helped me heal over my long journey.”

“How old are you now?” Isabella questioned.

“Turning twenty-two soon, beautiful,” Archer answered with a charming smile. “You’re

divorced now?”

The older woman fake laughed and tried to put on a tough front but soon broke down as she spoke, “He never wanted me, Arch; he used me for my money and what benefits I could offer

before throwing me away.”

Archer watched her break down crying as she continued, “Now I’m too old for life and wasted all my younger years on a man who never wanted my love.”

Without a word, Archer swiftly pulled her onto his lap, surprising the older woman. As she tensed, his voice softened and reassured her. “I find you incredibly beautiful and would love to have a wife like you. Unfortunately, some people are too blind to see the treasure before

them.” Isabella smiled, though her cheeks flushed bright red. In a quiet voice, she asked, “You find me beautiful? But I’m a forty-two-year-old woman with grandchildren and an illness that will likely leave me in a wheelchair before I’m fifty.”

Archer’s face lit up as he replied, “What if I could completely heal you, make you feel a thousand times better, and eliminate all the pain for the rest of your life?”

The older woman chuckled and playfully waved him off. “If you could do that, I’d honestly become your loyal bitch and do anything for you, handsome,” she said with a lighthearted

tone.

But what happened next would change her life entirely as Archer put his hand on her juicy

thigh and spoke, “Aurora Healing.”

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