Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 60

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So it turned out that Jude had been trying to bail Vivian out through his lawyer all along. And now that we were willing to settle, she could be released.

Seeing the lawyer looking like death warmed over, I silently mourned for him. He’d been stuck cleaning up Jude’s messes for years. That had to be exhausting.

Since she had accepted the compensation, Casey didn’t hesitate and signed the loser of understanding.

The police gave a few more warnings, then had Vivian sign a letter of guarantee before finally letting her go.

But the moment we stepped out of the police station, Vivian stopped crying. Instead, she glared at us with hatred in her

eyes.

She questioned, “Ada, I knew you only cared about money. Is Jude’s company worth less than a bit of cash to you? You never loved Jude. You’ve been lying to him for his money from the start!”

She continued, “You’re just a gold–digger! What right do you have to stand next to Jude? All you do is make him a laughingstock!”

Jude stood behind her, silent, his eyes fixed on me with a deep, unreadable expression.

I looked at him and gave a mocking smile.

Vivian said I didn’t love Jude. She had no idea I nearly lost my life because I loved him too much.

But now, that love was slowly fading. Soon it’d be completely gone.

I said, “Tell that to him. And while you’re at it, have him sign the divorce papers.”

I grabbed Casey and walked away, not sparing Vivian another glance.

She was probably seething, but I didn’t care anymore.

She still didn’t get it. The one who refused to let go wasn’t me. It was Jude. If he’d just divorce me, all of this would end. Vivian must have been livid. She shouted behind me, “Ada! You don’t even wear your wedding ring anymore. You just want other men to think you’re single, don’t you?”

She added, “I know you used to be the campus beauty. Plenty of guys chased after you. So what? You’re just using one guy while looking for a better one. How disgusting!”

I stopped in my tracks and turned to look up at them.

Even though she looked a little worn out, Vivian still had that round face, big eyes, and those dimples she’d carefully drawn on. She really did look a lot like me.

Vivian seemed to realize it too. That resemblance was the only reason Jude loved her. So even her makeup had changed to mimic mine. She didn’t even look like herself anymore.

I smirked. “Then you go find someone else too. If you’ve got what it takes, make him divorce me first.”

“Ada!” Jude and Vivian called my name at the same time, and in that moment, it felt like my name had become filthy.

Jude stepped forward and grabbed my left hand.

Seeing the absence of even the faintest ring mark, his eyes filled with disappointment.

He asked, “Ada, why aren’t you wearing the ring? You know I made it myself! Does love mean nothing to you? Is money all

you see?”

Casey shouted, “So what? You only just noticed that she didn’t wear a ring now?”

She yanked his hand off me and shielded me behind her. “You’d spend all that money on your mistress, even protect her when she breaks the law, but your legal wife didn’t even have the money to get treatment. She could only…”

I quickly reached out and covered Casey’s mouth. “Just low blood sugar, nothing dramatic. Don’t make a scene.”

I would never let Jude find out about my condition.

If Vivian just tried a little harder, we could be divorced soon. I couldn’t risk letting him feel guilty now and refuse to let me

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I knew Jude well. No matter how much he hated me, if he found out I was sick, there was no way he’d just walk away. But that was exactly what I wanted, for him to walk away.

Casey seemed to realize she’d said too much. She glared fiercely at Jude and hurriedly took me away.

Back home, her eyes were wet as she asked, “Why didn’t you tell him? You should let him feel guilty!”

I knew she was just upset on my behalf. But I didn’t want to talk about it anymore.

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I replied, “Casey, you know Vivian wasn’t the first, and she won’t be the last. There’s no point making him feel guilty. I’d rather leave now than be stuck in limbo.”

I leaned my head on her shoulder and whispered, “I just want to finish out the rest of my life. I don’t even know when the illness might come back.”

I’d secretly looked it up. If this cancer relapsed for a third time, my chances weren’t great.

Sure, some people survived another twenty years, but those were rare cases. And I’d never been that lucky. There wasn’t much hope.