His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 15

I nodded. "Yes. I'm done with this marriage. I want what's rightfully mine. You can keep your apologies, Nathan. They don't matter anymore."

For a moment, he froze, as if trying to comprehend the sudden shift in me. Then, slowly, he nodded, his voice broken. "Okay... I promise. I'll give it back."

I knew Nathan held a grudge against both me and my mother. He had always believed that my mother had only kept him around because of his talent, using him to save our family's struggling company. He would laugh bitterly sometimes, calling himself the dog my mother had raised to do her bidding. She held the leash, and he resented her

for it.

want anything to do with me, and he had outright refused to raise Nathan, abandoning

it was my mother and I who tore him and Sienna apart. That misconception festered in him for years, coloring every interaction we had. Despite this,

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our management had turned into something

effortlessly charming. People praised

gentleman, a visionary. That's why my mother

he folded my family's company into the Johnson Group, as if it were the natural course of events.