Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 936:

He manufactured a laugh, brittle and hollow. “Noah, what exactly are you suggesting?”

Noah remained silent for a moment. His gaze locked onto Hailey, his voice unnervingly measured. “As it happens, there’s an important matter I need to address with both of you.”

Hailey was paralyzed, her blood turning to ice in her veins.

Forest’s discomfort intensified. He sculpted another rigid smile. “Indeed? And what is it you want to talk about? We’re listening intently.”

Noah reclined slightly in his chair. “I wish to discuss divorce with Ms. Burgess.”

His declaration struck like lightning, stunning the room into profound, disbelieving silence.

Hailey’s complexion drained to alabaster, her mind refusing to process his devastating words.

But Noah continued speaking, seemingly oblivious to the emotional devastation he had just unleashed.

“Three years ago, when I lay critically ill in Zupren, Ms. Burgess nursed me back to health. I owe her my existence. To repay her compassion, and to help the struggling Burgess Group, I married her. Yet throughout these three years, no authentic love has blossomed between us. The Burgess Group now thrives independently. My obligation stands fulfilled.”

Hailey could restrain herself no longer. She leapt from her chair. “No! I refuse a divorce!” Tears cascaded down her flushed cheeks.noveldrama

She lunged toward Noah, clutching his arm desperately with both hands. “Noah! Please—is this because of my pregnancy? Are you still angry with me?”

𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝑔ⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧿ⅽ𝗈𝗺

She mistakenly assumed his bitterness stemmed from the child not being his own.

“I’ll terminate the pregnancy! I’ll go to the hospital immediately! We can conceive together—a child you truly desire, alright? I’ll fulfill any demand. Just don’t abandon me! I beg you!”

She collapsed into uncontrollable sobs, her mascara-streaked face the portrait of absolute heartbreak and desperation.

Noah’s forehead creased deeply, his eyes reflecting nothing but cold contempt.

He thrust her away—with such force that she staggered backward, nearly losing her balance.

“Ms. Burgess, maintain some dignity.” Noah’s voice sliced through the air like a steel blade.

Forest, witnessing his daughter’s humiliation, finally snapped. He crashed his fist against the table and surged to his feet, silverware rattling from the impact.

“Noah! How dare you? Do you consider the Burgess family your playthings? My daughter isn’t some disposable asset you acquire and discard whenever you want!”

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