Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Speaking Of The Devil

“Ada, when did you become so unreasonable? Threatening me with divorce can’t undo the damage from your unauthorized absence, you know?

“If you want money, then work hard. Don’t act like the company is your personal playground.” Jude instinctively loosened his grip, his brows still furrowed as he looked at me, as if I were being unreasonable.

His words left me puzzled. It was like he forgot I was his wife, and that naturally made the company partly mine. But I didn’t feel like arguing with him now.

I shrugged, saying, “Guess I never realized how crucial I was before. How did the Carson Group manage without me?

“If I’m that important, maybe my paycheck should reflect that. Feeling a bit shortchanged here.” I pushed him aside and tossed my bag onto the couch.

He wasn’t happy with my attitude and grabbed my wrist again, only to pause slightly.” Why are you even skinnier? Aren’t you eating lately?”

Shocked he noticed, I just gave a sneer and stayed silent.

Truth was I had no appetite. The doctor said chemo might make it worse, but I gotta eat or my body would give out.

Glancing at my reddened wrist, I sighed softly. I really was too thin–a break might be inevitable next time.

“Ada, can you cut it out? You’re the design department’s head; there’s a lot waiting for your approval. You can’t just bail on the company.” Jude’s annoying voice brought me back, forcing me to retort.

“So? Then why didn’t you pick up Russell’s call? Oh right, nor mine. Vivian said you were busy.” I stared blankly at him.

His eyes showed surprise, a flicker of panic, but ultimately turned to anger. “Ada, I had an important meeting this afternoon. Stop being so unreasonable.

“Why is it always someone else’s fault? Can’t you ever reflect on yourself?

“Back in college, you never acted like this. Why now do you always blame the innocent?”

I simply watched him rage, my mind as cool as a cucumber.

Funny, even I didn’t remember how I was in college anymore, yet he did.

Vivian was innocent, but what about me? A troublemaker?

I blinked, my eyes a bit teary.

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Back in college, I wasn’t like this because Jude would always believe in me unconditionally.

My grad thesis got accused of plagiarism then. I could’ve won the best thesis, but

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Chapter 25 Speaking Of The Devil

instead, they launched an investigation.

Everyone thought since I was a rich girl, I must’ve bought someone else’s paper.

Especially since the accuser was a poor student who studied really hard. Her story sounded more convincing. She insisted my thesis was just her work rewritten, and even my advisor sided with her.

Man, it felt like my world collapsed. Graduating was one thing, but being framed was

another.

No one believed me except a few close friends.

During that time, I didn’t see Jude for a whole week. We only talked on the phone or WhatsApp.

Then, a week later, he showed up with surveillance footage and some handwritten drafts I’d thrown away.

That was when I found out what he’d been up to. He teamed up with some classmates to hack into the school’s surveillance and found proof that the accuser stole my

thesis.

Then, he went through the trash bins to find my handwritten notes.

He barely slept that whole week. When he finally showed up, he smelled awful. But I didn’t care at all. I hugged him tight.

Back then, he was my light, the one person I’d always stand by.

But now, all I see in his eyes was doubt. I turned my head slightly.

People change–I’d known that since I was little, yet I couldn’t fathom why it took me so long to truly understand.

Suddenly, warm liquid rushed from my nose again. I instinctively covered it, but blood still flew out.

Jude looked at me in panic and quickly pulled out a tissue.

“What’s going on? What… what’s happening?” His voice was shaking, and the fear in his eyes didn’t seem fake.

He was always like this. Just when I thought he’d forgiven the past and still loved me the same, he brought other women home and told me he didn’t love me anymore.

Then, when I thought he hated me so much he wished I’d drop dead, he got all worried about me again.