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

Chapter 1067:

Noah smoothed the hem of his suit jacket, exhaled slowly, and swung open the car door.

With measured steps and a calm resolve, he crossed the gravel path toward Castro Manor.

Inside, the living room was cloaked in silence. Ralph sat poised in the center of the sofa, spine straight and hands folded. His expression was carved from stone—stern, still, unreadable.

Noah halted a respectful distance away and inclined his head. “Mr. Castro.”

The elder’s gaze rose, deliberate and unhurried.

His eyes flicked to the silver mask veiling Noah’s face, lingered a beat, then slid toward Blaine and Alfredo, who hovered like shadows at the room’s edge.

“Blaine, Alfredo, leave us.” The words were soft, yet each syllable landed with immutable finality.

with Noah—and Alfredo, stationed like a sentinel nearby,

drew a breath, the beginning of

need for secrecy? What did his grandfather see in Patrick that warranted such

the thought could become sound, Ralph’s eyes snapped to him. There was no mistaking the message in

crumbled before

he turned on his heel and

room, vast and steeped in muted grandeur, now held

𝔾𝔸𝕃ℕ𝕆𝕍𝔼𝕃𝕊.ℂ𝕆𝕄 = 𝕆𝔽𝔽 ℂ𝕀𝔸𝕃

and settled

just say it,” Noah said, his voice clipped, deliberate. “Sending away your grandson and your butler—does that mean this is something you can’t afford

fingers. His eyes narrowed as he studied the man

The stature, the voice, and most of all, the eyes—dark, stormy,