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

Chapter 957:

Features concealed behind that characteristic silver mask, he idly swirled a glass of burgundy wine that caught the light like liquid rubies.

The vice grip of tension around Blaine’s chest loosened marginally when he recognized his host. So it was Patrick after all. Yet this theatrical production seemed wildly disproportionate for a simple meeting.

Blaine inwardly cursed the needless drama, then crafted a perfectly relaxed grin. He sauntered across the room and dropped onto the opposing couch with calculated nonchalance, each movement projecting easy confidence.

“Quite the production you’ve arranged, Mr. Noel. All this elaborate staging just for little old me? Don’t tell me you’ve finally reconsidered that collaboration proposal I’ve been dangling.”

Though Blaine’s voice carried playful notes and his smile appeared carefree, beneath the surface, his senses remained razor-sharp. An instinctive suspicion whispered that this unexpected meeting connected directly to Sadie.

pregnancy. Blaine assumed this mandate extended even to Patrick, the child’s father. One

mysterious pools of shadow behind the metallic mask. “Where did you journey today, Mr. Castro?”

that explained this charade. Patrick had orchestrated this entire

thoughts pivoted seamlessly as he mentally retrieved the fabricated narrative he’d carefully constructed

𝒍𝒂tｅ𝒔t 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 gαlnovels.ｃοm

else would a man like me spend his free time?” He reclined with practiced indolence,

her a modest property there.

with exaggerated suggestiveness, his voice deliberately laden with

lips twisted into the barest suggestion of a smile, frigid as midwinter frost. “Is that indeed the

not a flicker of distress breached his