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.

Sutton… is dead. His body was

and impossible to ignore. His eyes flew wide

his arrogance, his constant string of scandals—he was still Coyle’s son. His blood.

“No!”

mouth moved frantically, but the words that came out were

winced under the painful grasp but didn’t dare to pull away. Swallowing his fear, he began to speak, his voice

in a fit of

“But… there’s more. I heard that Ms. Hudson was also taken in for questioning. They

Sadie.

𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 — 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁

That wretched woman—again!

vision blurred with rage, his eyes bloodshot and wild. Froth gathered at the corners of his