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

Chapter 901:

She scooped him up into her arms, holding him close as she carried him toward the bedroom. Her smile was gentle, but there was something regretful in her eyes.

“That’s on me, baby. I’ve been too caught up with work and haven’t spent enough time with you. But tonight… how about I tell you a story? Just you and me.”

“Really? Yay!” Averi’s face lit up like the stars had come out just for him, the earlier sulk gone in an instant.

Averi tightened his hug around Sadie’s neck and planted another loud, smacking kiss on her cheek.

“Mommy, you’re the best!”

His joyful grin was like sunshine breaking through storm clouds. In that instant, the heaviness in Sadie’s chest melted away. Nothing in the world mattered more than her son’s laughter. As for the worries clouding her mind, she’d face them when the time came.

Before long, the day of Jarrett’s wedding arrived. It was a grand affair, marking the union of the prestigious Higgins and Johnson families. The venue: Magnolia Grand—the most opulent hotel in Beversea.

A rich red carpet spilled down the front steps, framed by cascades of fresh blooms. Luxury cars gleamed along the drive, and a steady stream of finely dressed guests flowed inside.

As Sadie stepped gracefully out of her car, Rodger caught sight of her and immediately lit up.

With a broad smile, he hurried over, his posture respectful and his tone deferential.

“Oh, Ms. Hudson! We’ve been eagerly awaiting your arrival!” He gestured politely, ushering her forward.

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“Please, come in! It’s been a whirlwind of a day—if anything’s amiss, I hope you’ll forgive us.”

Rodger’s face glowed with pride, his joy radiating from every line. At last, his firstborn—the one he held in highest esteem—was tying the knot. A long-awaited relief settled in his chest.

Sadie offered a courteous nod.

“Mr. Higgins, you’re remarkably kind in your expression.”

Her tone remained cool, detached, making it clear she intended to keep things strictly professional.

Rodger’s eyes wandered until they locked onto someone hunched at the back, clearly uninterested and scrolling endlessly on his device. It was Nathan.

Rodger’s cheerful expression vanished, his mood souring instantly. That layabout!

With brisk, deliberate steps, he stormed over and struck the base of Nathan’s chair with a solid kick.

Nathan had been so fixated on his screen that he didn’t notice the sudden jolt—his seat kicked away, his legs flailed, and he crashed to the floor, landing squarely on his tailbone.noveldrama

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