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Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Get Out Now

Chapter 90 Get Out Now

When I left the old mansion, Bodhi and Keelan’s families hadn’t left yet.

Ewan told us to go first. Vivian would stay there with him, and he’d handle the rest.

I didn’t want to listen to those people argue anyway. Since Ewan had made the final decision, there was nothing more to

say.

In the car, Jude cautiously asked, Should we go back to Casey’s place?

I replied, Let’s go home.

I turned to look out the window, not wanting to see his face.

He looked stunned for a second but quickly nodded. Okay, home’s good. Let’s go home, that’s best!

All the way back, he kept trying to make conversation, but I didn’t want to say a word.

He tried asking what Ewan had said to me, but I didn’t want to answer that either.

I had even more questions in my mind, but I was simply too exhausted.

As soon as we got home, he pulled me into a tight hug.

Ada, I know you hate me, but please, I’m begging you. Just give me one more chance, okay? Let’s not get divorced. As long as we stay married, you can do whatever you want, alright?He kept whispering in my ear, and I was getting really annoyed.

I said, Fine. No divorce.

He asked, What did you say?

I replied, Or you can divorce me if you want. Your call.

I looked at him blankly. Then he suddenly jumped up, like he’d just won the lottery.

He exclaimed, Honey, I swear, I’ll treat you right this time! No more fighting, I promise! Thank you, thank you for giving me another chance!

He pulled me into another hug and kissed me hard, then fumbled around in his pocket and pulled out our wedding rings. Since we’re not divorcingshouldn’t you maybeBefore he could finish, I took the ring and put it back on my finger.

I asked, Happy now?

Jude nodded dumbly. Only then did I head to the bedroom to find my pajamas.

The feeling of that familiar yet unfamiliar weight on my ring finger made me glance down. The wedding ring had been resized, just slightly smaller. It fit perfectly.

That was exactly the kind of person Jude was. When he cared about you, it felt like the whole world was yours. But when he stopped caring

I shook my head hard and randomly pulled out a nightgown and some underwear.

Given the current situation, I really couldn’t keep staying elsewhere. The media would twist the truth.

But there was no way I’d sleep in the same bed as Jude, especially not one Vivian might’ve slept in.

When he saw what I was doing, Jude panicked again. Honey, aren’t you staying? Are you leaving again?

I replied, I’m not leaving. I’m taking a shower. Then I’ll sleep in the guest room.

I grabbed my clothes and headed straight to the bathroom.

I could feel him pacing just outside the door for a long time, but he never came in. Even if he had, I would’ve kicked him out. The thought of him having a child with another woman made me physically nauseous. Thinking of Vivian being pregnant. I actually started to gag.

Ada? Are you okay?Jude was knocking on the door now, his voice full of worry.

Feeling him about to come in, I quickly wrapped myself in a towel. I didn’t want him to see the scar on my chest

I’d once lied and told him it was from a cyst removal surgery. He had actually believed me.

But if I used the same excuse again, he might get suspicious.

Jude cracked the door open just a little. Ada, are you okay?

Yeah.I stood slowly, turning my back to him.

hurting because you haven’t eaten?

Successfully unlocked!

He quickly agreed and left. I leaned against the wall for a long time.

He didn’t stop me from staying in the guest room. In fact, he even thoughtfully changed the sheets and pillowcases for me.

But when I looked at the oatmeal on the table, I had absolutely no appetite.

Chapter 90 Get Out Now

Lying in the guest bed, I counted sheep again and again. I remembered what the doctor said. If there were a third relapse, I would die.

The next day at work, Casey sneaked over to pull me aside. I gave her a quick summary of what had happened.

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