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

Chapter 758:

In an upscale private ward, Coyle lay immobile, his face distorted grotesquely from the stroke, saliva dripping uncontrollably down his chin. His lips trembled as he strained futilely to speak, only managing indistinct, guttural noises. His eyes brimmed with bitter humiliation.

Standing nervously by his bedside, Terrell watched his employer—who had once been formidable but was now reduced to this pitiful state—both anxious and fearful.

After agonizing hesitation, he finally mustered his courage, leaning closer and whispering cautiously, “Mr. Wall, there’s… there’s news about your son. Sutton…”

His voice trailed off, faltering. He was unable to finish.

Coyle’s cloudy, desperate eyes shifted sharply, meeting Terrell’s gaze with a sudden, dreadful clarity.

Gathering all his resolve, Terrell drew a shaky breath, shut his eyes briefly, and forced the devastating words out.

is dead. His body

of lightning—sudden, brutal, and impossible

constant string of scandals—he was still Coyle’s son. His blood. His only

“No!”

a vice-like grip. His mouth moved frantically, but the words that came out were garbled and unintelligible. Still, the

didn’t dare to pull away. Swallowing his fear, he began to speak,

killed by his girlfriend… supposedly in a fit

“But… there’s more. I heard that Ms. Hudson was also taken in for questioning. They suspected her involvement—but she was released

Sadie.

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That wretched woman—again!

gathered at the corners of his mouth, dripping more furiously now as