บททั้งหมดของ Regret After Divorce: Falling In Love All Over Again : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Chapter 32The truth of it seemed to throw Lucas off balance. For a moment, he just stared at Iniko, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. Then his expression hardened into something cruel and defensive."At least I have a dad," Lucas spat. "What do you have? A mom who nobody wants and a broken heart that's never going to get fixed. You're probably gonna die soon anyway, so why even bother coming back to school?"The words should have hurt more than they did. But Iniko had heard worse—from doctors who thought he couldn't understand their whispered conversations, from Thomas during the few times they'd interacted, from his own dark thoughts late at night when the hospital machines beeped and he wondered if he'd ever get better."I'm not going to die," Iniko said, with more confidence than he felt. "And even if I did, at least I'd die knowing my mama loves me. Can you say the same about your dad?"It was a low blow—the kind of thing Iniko rarely said, the kind of meanness he usuall

Chapter 34The Blackwood estate felt different without Ambelyn in it.Thomas hadn't expected that. He'd thought her absence would be a relief—one less obligation to maintain, one less reminder of his moment of weakness six years ago when he'd agreed to his parents' insistence that he "do the right thing" and marry the girl they'd arranged for him.Instead, the house felt wrong. Empty in a way that had nothing to do with physical space and everything to do with the strange vacuum her departure had created.He stood in his study now, nursing his third scotch of the afternoon even though it wasn't yet four o'clock, staring at the legal documents his attorney had delivered that morning. Divorce decree. Custody agreement. Asset distribution. All signed, sealed, official.All proof that Ambelyn Moreau had walked away from him like he was nothing.Like he was disposable.The audacity of it made his blood boil."Are you going to drink yourself into a stupor, or are you going to actually do so

Chapter 36"Mr. Moreau, this is Thomas Blackwood. I'm calling about your daughter."There was a pause. Then, "We don't have a daughter."The words were cold, final, exactly what Thomas had expected. Perfect."I understand you've disowned her," Thomas said smoothly. "And I respect that decision. But I thought you should know what she's done. What she's continuing to do.""What are you talking about?" Robert's voice had shifted from dismissive to cautious."Ambelyn divorced me. Filed the papers without warning, took our son—your grandson—and left. She's now living with a friend and working for another man. A man she knew from college. A man she never mentioned during our entire marriage." Thomas let each word land like a carefully placed stone. "I thought you should know that your daughter has abandoned her marriage vows, taken a child away from his father, and is now—well, I'll let you draw your own conclusions about her relationship with her new employer."The silence on the other end

Chapter 38"Everything. Their history together, their current relationship, anything that might explain why a billionaire CEO would personally hire and defend a woman with no recent work experience." Thomas paused. "And I need it fast. I'm willing to pay premium rates for quick turnaround.""Understood. I'll start immediately. Should have preliminary information for you by tomorrow afternoon.""Good." Thomas ended the call and sat back in his chair.Let Ambelyn think she'd won. Let her think she'd escaped, that she was free to start fresh with her mysterious benefactor and her sick son.Thomas would find out the truth. About Thorne, about their history, about everything Ambelyn had been hiding for six years.And then he'd make sure she regretted ever thinking she could leave him behind.---Meanwhile, at Wednesday's apartment, Ambelyn was experiencing an entirely different kind of afternoon."And then Miss Chen let us paint during art class, and I made a picture of a T-Rex eating vege

Chapter 40Ambelyn closed her eyes. "Wed, I can't do this. I can't think about Klaus as anything other than my employer. I have Iniko to worry about, medical bills to pay, a life to rebuild. I don't have the luxury of entertaining romantic complications.""Who said anything about romance?" Wednesday's voice had gentled, losing some of its teasing edge. "I'm just saying you don't have to pretend you don't feel anything. You can acknowledge that there's attraction and history and chemistry, and still maintain professional boundaries. The two things aren't mutually exclusive.""In theory, maybe. In practice?" Ambelyn shook her head even though Wednesday couldn't see it. "Every time I look at him, I remember everything. How he made me feel. How I felt when I walked away from him. The life I could have had if I'd been braver.""Then maybe this is your chance to be brave now," Wednesday said softly. "Not to recreate the past, but to see if there's any possibility for a future. Even if that