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

Chapter 1183:

Someone had executed their plan directly beneath his watchful gaze, and now that mysterious nurse had become his primary target.

What devastating secret had Stan possessed that someone deemed worthy of murder to protect?

Did this connect to the shadowy figures who had taken Hailey?

Had Stan accidentally uncovered knowledge so threatening it had sealed his fate?

Regardless of the specific truth, one fact crystallized with brutal clarity—this conspiracy ran far deeper than he had ever conceived, and finding that elusive nurse represented his only path to answers.

Blaine’s gaze hardened into glacial steel, cold enough to freeze blood in veins.

He collapsed onto the buttery leather sofa, every ounce of

he had presented to Sadie had crumbled away entirely,

into a thunderous scowl as he tore the silk tie from his throat, seized a crystal bottle of aged whiskey from the mahogany cabinet, and pressed it directly to his

raging within his chest, so he tilted the bottle

that precise moment, Egan Palmer, the usually composed butler, exploded through the doorway with panic written across

lowered the whiskey bottle slowly, deep furrows carving themselves

possibly eclipse the devastation of

at the hospital had just reported that Stan had experienced an unexpected surge of consciousness and

the devastating force of a heavyweight

live now

striking the rug with a muffled impact as expensive whiskey soaked into the intricate fibers. He rocketed upright from the sofa, shock and disbelief etched into every line of his pale face like a grotesque

worthless Stan managed to regain consciousness when death