Chapter 95: Divorce?

The morning sun filtered through the beige curtains of Stefan’s hotel room, casting long golden stripes across the floor.

Dressed in a navy-blue shirt and black slacks, Stefan stood in front of the mirror, running a comb through his still-damp hair.

A calm expression covered his face, but beneath it was a storm of emotions—restlessness, guilt, and a strong, unwavering resolve.

Martin, his ever-reliable valet, entered the room with Stefan’s suitcase in hand. "I’ve packed the essentials and left the rest in storage, just like you asked."

"Thanks, Martin," Stefan said, grabbing his sunglasses. "Let’s head out. You’ll return the car keys after dropping me off."

"Yes, sir." Martin nodded, already wheeling the suitcase towards the door.

As they made their way down to the hotel parking lot, Stefan’s fingers itched to call Ethan with updates. But he decided to do that was they were on their way. f\r(e)ewe.b no\vel.com

Once they were on the highway, the trees blurring past the window, he pulled out his phone and dialed Ethan and the call connected after the third ring.

"What’s up, man?" Ethan answered. His voice was groggy, as though he hadn’t been up long.

"I’m good," Stefan said, his tone low but certain. "I’m on my way to the airport."

There was a pause as Ethan tried to understand Stefan’s words. "Airport? What for?"

"I’m flying to Florittle."

"You’re coming here? Why? For a business meeting?" he asked, confused.

"Im coming to find Ruby, man," Stefan said, his voice firm.

"Wait—what?" Ethan sounded more alert now. "Stefan, why would you do that? I’m already here looking for her. There’s no point in both of us running around, is there?"

"I understand. Trust me, I do but I can’t sit back and wait for updates anymore," Stefan said quietly. "I don’t think I’ll be able to breathe until I see Ruby for myself. Until I know she and the baby are okay."

it, man. I do. But we’re not even sure where she went from Florittle. I’m checking airport CCTV footage like you asked, but

this, Ethan. I’ve already failed

finally said, "Okay. But what the company? You can’t just walk away from everything. Don’t tell me you’re leaving

someone who is

guessed, a hint of realization in his voice. He

"Yes, Oliver."

makes sense. But still, I don’t think it’s a wise

away. His eyes were fixed on the

mind was already made.

this entire mess. If she hadn’t backed

right? You didn’t trust

throat tightened. "I know, man. And I’m already paying the price. I carry the guilt every day. I see her in my dreams, hear her voice when I close my eyes. I betrayed the

before saying, "Your mom’s been trying to reach you for two days now. She called me—asked me to talk to

not ready to face her." f\ree

think you’re being unfair to her? You should give her the chance to redeem herself," Ethan said gently. "Just like you’re trying to redeem yourself by

head back against the seat, closing his eyes for

push. "Fair

broken only by the soft hum of tires against asphalt. Then Stefan spoke again, his voice more hesitant this

what?"

night. I had it prepared and signed," Stefan explained. "The lawyer

Ethan chuckled. "Damn. I didn’t expect that so soon. But I’m glad. That’s one step in the right direction. Let’s just hope Ivy

too,"

keep digging here," Ethan promised. "I’ll send you the house address and everything

seven or eight in

make preparations or I’ll come pick you myself." Ethan’s tone softened. "We’ll find her,

small, hopeful smile. "Thanks,

"Safe travels, man."

haze was lifting, revealing a clear path ahead. A path he was determined to walk—no matter how long it took—to find the

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