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CHAPTER 61

ผู้เขียน: Nancy Grey
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Sophie's POV

I let go of the banister and started walking.

The hallways of the mansion at this hour had a different quality than during the day. Quieter. The lighting was lower, the wall sconces casting long warm shadows on the carpet, and my footsteps were soft and even and the only sound I made as I moved through the corridors. I passed the portrait of some old Callahan ancestor on the wall — serious faced, self-important, looking at nothing — and I walked past it without looking up.

I turned
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  • Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now   CHAPTER 64

    Ares's POVI sat at the dining table for a long time after Derek walked out with Sophie. The chair beside me stayed empty. Her plate was still there, the food barely touched. The candles kept burning like nothing had changed, but everything had changed. The air in the room felt heavier now.Shirley sat at the far end with her wine glass, watching me with that careful look she always had when she was trying to figure out what I was thinking. Lana stared at her plate like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Neither of them said a word.Good. I didn’t want to hear their voices right now.I pushed my chair back and stood up. I didn’t say goodnight. I walked out of the dining room, down the long corridor to my wing, and closed the door behind me. The quiet wrapped around me like a blanket. I stood there in the dark and breathed, trying to cool the fire burning in my chest.If I saw Derek’s face again tonight, I was going to lose it. I wanted to put my fist through something — p

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    Derek's POVYou're not smart enough.I had said that to a woman who got up every morning before anyone else and kept this house running and had been doing it for two years without complaint. A woman who had stood in my office with her hands shaking and her voice steady and laid out her terms with more composure than most men I did business with.I had looked at that woman across a dinner table and told her she wasn't smart enough.I pushed off the wall and started walking.I needed to find her.I didn't know what I was going to say. I didn't know if sorry was going to be enough or if she was even going to open the door when she heard my voice on the other side of it. I didn't know anything except that I had done something genuinely cruel to a person who had never once been cruel to me, and whatever else I was or wasn't, I was not going to leave it sitting there overnight without at least trying to undo some of the damage.

  • Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now   CHAPTER 62

    Derek's POVThe moment the words left my mouth I wanted them back.You're not smart enough.I heard them land. I watched them land. I saw the exact second they hit Sophie — the small, almost invisible flinch, the way her face went very still and very careful, the particular quality of stillness that I had learned, over two years of living with her, meant she had been hurt and was deciding not to show it. I had seen that look on her face more times than I could count and I had looked away from it every single time.Tonight I couldn't look away.Because I had put it there.The regret was immediate. Deep and sharp and sitting right in the center of my chest before I had even finished the sentence. I hadn't planned to say it. I hadn't sat down at that table intending to be cruel to her. The words had come from somewhere ugly and reactive — from seeing Ares beside her, from the easy way he had turned to her the moment he sat down, from the warmth in his voice when he asked if she had reste

  • Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now   CHAPTER 61

    Sophie's POVI let go of the banister and started walking.The hallways of the mansion at this hour had a different quality than during the day. Quieter. The lighting was lower, the wall sconces casting long warm shadows on the carpet, and my footsteps were soft and even and the only sound I made as I moved through the corridors. I passed the portrait of some old Callahan ancestor on the wall — serious faced, self-important, looking at nothing — and I walked past it without looking up.I turned the corner toward the east corridor and almost walked into one of the maids coming the other way. A young woman, Priya, who had always been kind to me in the small quiet way of someone who noticed things but knew better than to say them out loud.She saw my face.Something moved through her expression — concern, quickly and professionally smoothed away — and she gave me a soft smile instead."Good evening, ma'am," she said.I nodded. I didn't trust my voice to produce anything coherent so I kep

  • Ex-Husband's Regret: Your Uncle Wants Me Now   CHAPTER 60

    Sophie's POVFive words.Said plainly. Dropped on the table like the bill at the end of a meal. Simple and final and completely, carelessly cruel in the way that only truly thoughtless things could be, because he hadn't planned it — I could see that on his face even as he said it, the slight widening of his own eyes that told me the words had come out more completely than even he had intended — but they had come out. They were out now. In the air. In the room. In the ears of every person sitting at this table.You're not smart enough.The words hit me somewhere deep and quiet and old. The same place Shirley's words always found. The same soft spot that two years in this house had mapped and targeted. I felt them sink in the way things sank that were going to stay for a while.SLAM.The sound was enormous in the quiet dining room.Ares's palm hit the table so hard that the plates jumped and the glasses shivered and the water in the jug rippled outward from the impact. Every person at t

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