All Chapters of You Had This Divorce Coming: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Lucille could not put her feelings into words. She wanted the rain to wash everything out of her, from the surface of her skin to the deepest place where Gideon's presence still lingered. She could still feel traces of him on her, and she hated it.She refused to let herself dwell on the good memories. Not for a single second. To do so would betray everything she had endured through her pregnancy, through childbirth, and through all the long months she had faced alone in ways no one else could truly understand.A deafening crack of thunder split the air. Lightning tore across the sky and struck the pavement a short distance ahead, sending water exploding in every direction.She kept walking.Time slipped by. Behind her, there was no rumble of a car engine, no sound of hurried footsteps. Gideon had not come after her.This was the same man who had stood before a room full of people and openly worried about Rayne walking through the rain. He had watched Lucille run into that same st

Otto's gaze dropped to the water still dripping from Lucille's hair, and he frowned. "Let me make you some cocoa. You need to warm up."Lucille felt damp and miserable to the bone. She did not argue. She took the clothes and went into the bathroom.The bathroom was as clean and understated as the rest of the house. A faint scent of freesia and pine lingered in the air, softening the tension she had carried all night.When she came out, Otto was standing at the kitchen counter in the open-plan living area.Through the slats of the wooden blinds, she watched him with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled to his elbows, his forearms bare as he stirred an enamel pot with quiet concentration. The scene carried an easy domestic warmth that suited him so naturally it seemed effortless.A few minutes later, he brought a blue-and-white porcelain bowl and matching cup to the table."Eat it while it's hot." He handed her a spoon. His voice held the same quiet calm as the room around them. "

Otto's coldness toward Rayne had been absolute. His protectiveness toward Lucille was something Gideon had never expected.Otto didn't struggle. He glanced at the hand gripping his collar, then slowly lifted his gaze to meet Gideon's."You should know better than anyone why I ended up marrying Rayne." His voice was quiet, but the weight behind it struck with crushing force.He continued, "That night, we were both drunk. We fell asleep in the same room. But when I woke up, the person beside me wasn't you. It was Rayne."I still don't understand what happened that night. I know my own self-control. Even drunk, I don't casually end up in bed with a woman. That's not who I am. But there you were, red-eyed and furious, telling me I had to take responsibility for your cousin."Otto raised his hand and wrapped it around Gideon's wrist. His grip tightened. "Gideon, I agreed to marry her because I considered you my friend."A long silence followed."You know better than anyone what reall

Gideon knew Otto. That was the problem.Otto never made statements like this without digging down to the bedrock first. He never made decisions of this magnitude on impulse. If he said something, he had already investigated it, confirmed it, and accepted it as fact before he opened his mouth.However, this truth was different. It was devastating.Not only had Rayne been with another man, but she had also carried his child and brought him into the Westbrook home.Gideon's legs gave out beneath him. He dragged a chair closer and collapsed into it.Silence settled over the room. Outside, thunder rumbled as lightning continued to flash across the sky.Several minutes passed before Gideon could begin to process what he had heard. He still looked as though he had not fully returned to his own body."You're saying... Connor isn't yours? How is that possible? How could Rayne do something like this? How could she have been so..."Otto sat down as well. He reached for the cup of cocoa on

Rayne's face radiated arrogance and fury, with something dangerously close to satisfaction beneath it. "I knew you'd be here! Otto didn't come home last night. Your car is still outside the barbecue place. I figured the two of you came here instead. And look, I was right."She had not slept. She had spent the entire night exhausting every possible lead, trying to find Otto.It had all started with Gideon's words the night before, when he suggested that Otto and Lucille were involved. From the moment he said it, every question she had ever asked herself about Otto's coldness, every doubt she had tried to bury, came rushing back and clicked into place.For five years, Otto had claimed he was buried in work at all hours. Maybe he hadn't been working at all.His complete indifference toward her throughout their marriage suddenly made sense.By morning, resentment burned through her. She tracked Otto's phone through a connected account and found this address.She knew the house. Befor