The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 879

"Are you serious?" Layla's eyes lit up with disbelief as she looked at Jordan. "You're not lying to me?"

"You should know by now that I never lie. If I've promised you something, I'll keep my word," Jordan said, his gaze fixed steadily on Layla.

"We can't choose the circumstances of our birth, but we can change our destiny. I don't love you, not because you aren't a true daughter of the Hoffmans but because you've done too many things that I can't accept. If you're willing to change, I'll try to accept you, and I promise I'll never bring up divorce again."

"Really?" Layla still could not quite believe it. She only relaxed when she saw Jordan nod. However, as if something suddenly came to mind, she placed her hand over her stomach. "But..."

"But what?" Jordan looked at Layla with suspicion, unable to understand why she was still hesitating when he had gone this far. "You still don't trust me?"

"No, I believe you." Layla quickly shook her head. "I believe everything you're saying. It's just... Three years ago, I'm not entirely sure what happened to Tania, but someone called me back then, and so..."

Layla began recounting everything she knew to Jordan without holding back.

Sean were watching the conversation unfold

and stood up, patting Peter's shoulder. "Who would've thought Jordan would throw

finished his sentence before sensing a surge of killing intent. He quickly dodged just as Peter swung a punch

with you!" He had only mentioned that Jordan

his

Sean kept dodging, and after one round, he was left panting. He raised both hands in surrender. "Alright, alright, I won't say another word!

did Peter lower his fists. He glared at Sean

meant to hold a scalpel, not fight like you!" Sean grumbled. He was not a fan of

from the chair.

like that!" Sean

me!" Sean muttered under his breath but reluctantly made his way

had already calmed Layla down. Seeing Sean enter,

me directly." Sean smiled, his

up, her body rigid with fear. She gripped Jordan's sleeve tightly.