Chapter 401

Reborn To Remarry My Ex Husband

Chapter 401 Doesn't Count

He lifted his phone, his voice sharp and controlled. "Jake, ignore what Melody said."

"The rules allow any form of combat. When she challenges you to box, use judo instead. Aim for her weak spot, and finish it quickly." "You'll win."

Robson's expression remained neutral, but he fully grasped the weight of his orders.

For Jake to win by deception would destroy everything Melody had worked to uphold.

It wasn't just about her, either. If Jake followed through, it would tarnish Cleussau's reputation-a name built on fairness and integrity.

The institution itself would become the very force to shatter the principles it once stood for.

On the international stage, Cleussau's prestige and influence would collapse. Its legacy would become a laughingstock.

But what did it matter?

If his daughter claimed victory, if Melody's sacrifices amounted to nothing, Cleussau's standing and the justice it symbolized could burn. None of it mattered to Robson. Parents always make selfish choices for their children.

His instructions went straight to Jake through the earpiece. Jake stood rooted, his eyes dark and unreadable. He didn't respond right away. Instead, he remained silent.

Melody finished her speech, and Bernard, quick to act, stepped forward. He carried two pairs of boxing gloves.

These weren't ordinary gloves. They were custom-made, one-of-a-kind.

cartoon designs hand-drawn by Melody

his pair with a fleeting hesitation. They felt unfamiliar in his hands, their weight oddly significant.

belonged to Spencer. A delicate purple cartoon unicorn was embroidered on them with meticulous care. The design was so precise. It

for a moment, his thoughts

stirred a faint sense

a pause, he slipped

seemed to confirm his agreement to Melody's terms: a fair and straightforward boxing match. Robson, sitting nearby, absently adjusted the strap

outward calm betrayed nothing, but his mind

planned, he'd not only

was just a breath

arena pulsed with energy, the crowd alive with anticipation. The Moores had worked quickly, ensuring the new

bore the evidence of the fight-braises darkening beneath the harsh lights, cuts

referee stepped forward, raising his hand to begin the

But Jake's gaze shifted.

softened, holding a strange, almost tender light. The look was so at odds with Jake's usual stoic demeanor that it froze Melody in place. He said nothing, yet his

Melody's heart clenched unexpectedly.

looked at her... it

Martin. She could almost see him standing there, holding her hand as he walked her

joy, the same sense of unspoken

The name

Martin!

did Jake's eyes mirror

fully form, the referee's voice

"Begin!"

The pause was fleeting, gone before anyone noticed. She launched forward, her fists and feet a

straight punch followed a sharp kick,

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