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

Chapter 1079:

Pay respects? Should Sadie’s eyes fall upon the corpse within—a body bearing no connection whatsoever to Sharon—the resulting catastrophe would be immeasurable!

With Noah beyond communication’s reach, Jack floundered in a momentary abyss of indecision, options evaporating before they could fully materialize in his panicked mind.

Anxiety radiated through him like electricity through a conductor, yet he maintained his obstructive stance with desperate determination. “Ms. Hudson, this… this might not be a wise decision. Sharon suffered severe injuries before she passed. Her remains… they exhibit extensive damage, creating a profoundly disturbing impression. The visual impact verges on horrifying. Sparing yourself such distress would be prudent—particularly considering potential effects on your unborn child.”

Sadie’s eyebrows converged into a formidable knot while her gaze transformed into a penetrating blade directed squarely at Jack’s increasingly ashen face. “Sharon occupies the sacred space of family in my heart. Such concerns hold no power over my resolve.”

Her unflinching scrutiny sent glacial tendrils cascading down Jack’s vertebral column while the accumulated moisture on his brow surrendered to gravity, trailing conspicuous rivulets down his temples. His jaw slackened as his frantic mind rummaged desperately through its depleted inventory of plausible justifications.

severity, interwoven with unmistakable threads of mounting impatience and deepening suspicion. “Does something exist within these

the depths of his abdomen. His head oscillated in frantic denial, a metronome marking panic’s tempo. “No, no! Nothing of the sort! Your interpretation

for his incoherent sputtering had

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pivoted her head toward Samuel, transmitting an unmistakable directive

command instantaneously. He advanced with purposeful strides, establishing an intimidating barrier between Jack and freedom. “Jack, Ms. Hudson desires nothing

opportunity, Sadie executed a nimble lateral maneuver around Jack’s distracted form, disregarding his desperate objections as she glided purposefully into the funeral home’s somber

in anguished supplication as he witnessed Sadie’s silhouette vanish beyond

remained immovable, projecting tranquil authority. “Jack, I implore you to regain your composure.

Samuel’s inscrutable professional demeanor and the ominous corridor that