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

Chapter 317

Chapter 317:

As she watched Alex get ready to leave, a nagging suspicion crept into her mind.

Alex paused, not turning around. “I’m heading out for a bit,” he replied, his tone detached.

“At this hour? You’re not headed to the office, so where might you be off to? And without even a word to your mother?” Susannah’s voice carried a gentle reproach as she tried to weave in a maternal concern, her words soft yet deliberate, aiming to dissuade him from his plans to leave.

Rising from her chair, she leaned heavily on the table, her stance faltering slightly, feigning unsteadiness. “Oh, my head is spinning…” she murmured, her tone laced with discomfort.

At the sound of her strained voice, Alex instinctively pivoted back to face her. The sight of Susannah’s ashen face and deeply furrowed brows painted a clear picture of her distress.

A pang of worry tightened his heart, propelling him to her side in swift strides. “What’s wrong, Mom? You don’t look well,” he asked, his voice thick with concern.

with her other hand, leaning on him as if he were

my blood pressure spiking again,” she said, her voice

he witnessed her weakened state. He gently helped her sit on the sofa, his tone imbued with urgent worry. “I’m calling the

weak but firm grasp, caught his hand and slowly shook her head. “No need for that. It’s an old problem. I just need to rest a while. Stay with me, just for a bit?” Her eyes pleaded more earnestly than

Alex paused, the weight of his mother’s plea anchoring him firmly at her side. Softly patting her hand, he relented with a tender

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an almost palpable fog, punctuated only by Susannah’s breathing, which was uneven and a bit strained. The air

struck noon, Kyla made her entrance into Noah’s office, clad in a sharply tailored business suit that hugged her graceful curves perfectly. She settled onto the plush leather sofa, crossing her legs with deliberate elegance, her

what do you say we have dinner together tonight? There’s a new spot that just opened up—I hear the cuisine is out of

desk, his long

seemed engrossed in the documents sprawled before him, seemingly