Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Successor

Chapter 92 Successor

All afternoon, I was a little distracted, constantly thinking about what Imogen had said.

Ewan really was something. He didn’t just make all of Vivian’s evidence disappear, but even the news and online trending topics were scrubbed clean.

After all, the mother of a Carson family child couldn’t have any kind of stain on her record.

When Jude came into the office, I was staring blankly at my computer.

Imogen’s face kept flashing before my eyes, so passionate, so righteous.

She knew I was in the loop, yet she never forced me to admit anything. She just quietly investigated everything on her own.

There weren’t many police officers who liked her.

“Ada, ready to go home? I came to pick you up.” Jude’s voice was gentle, his smile soft.

The colleagues who hadn’t left yet all turned to look at us, as if they’d seen a ghost.

In three years of marriage, this was the first time he had ever come to pick me up from work. Even though we both worked in the same company, he had always ignored me.

There were always other women around him, always picking him up.

I ignored the curious stares, packed up my things, and stood up.

But before I could walk over, Vivian had already wrapped herself around Jude’s arm.

“Jude, let’s go home.” She was living at the old house now, naturally feeling superior. Her words were a challenge, and she stared straight at me as she spoke.

I acted like I didn’t see anything, sat back down, and pulled out my phone to call a car.

It was peak rush hour, and the queue for rides was long. I could only wait patiently.

Then, out of character, Jude pushed her away. “Vivian, show some respect. Go back to your home. I came to pick up my !wife.”

If he had treated her like this from the beginning, maybe I’d be moved.

But now, all I saw was hypocrisy. I remembered how he pushed me aside in the exact same way, only to go hold Vivian.

A lot of people who were about to leave now lingered near the door, clearly enjoying the drama.

Vivian couldn’t maintain her composure and quickly pulled Ewan into it.

She said, “Your grandfather told you to take good care of me. Don’t forget. If I’m in a bad mood, the whole Carson family would pay for it.”

She didn’t say it outright, but her meaning was clear. She was pregnant. From the way she spoke and moved, everyone could guess. Whispering began around us.

“Ewan gave her orders? Could it be she’s really getting promoted?”

“I doubt it. Jude came to pick up Ada, didn’t he? Maybe Vivian’s bluffing.”

“But what if she is pregnant? Look at the way she keeps holding her waist.”

Vivian was slim. There was no way to tell if she was pregnant just by looking.

But the way she kept holding her back all day was intentional. She wanted everyone to know she was pregnant and that it was Jude’s child.

Jude dragged her away, pulling me along too.

Only when we reached the end of the corridor did he turn to glare at her.

He warned, “I told you to give birth quietly, and you’ll want for nothing the rest of your life. But if you stir up trouble again, or mention this to anyone, your entire Miller family will suffer.”

His expression was terrifying. Vivian instinctively stepped back. She immediately put on a pitiful face and looked at him tearfully. “Jude…”

Jude said, “Grandpa asked you to come back to work, but I think you’re better suited for rest. Report to the logistics department tomorrow.”

If it was a reassignment based on performance

I glanced at Jude. He really was ruthless.

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ng grunt work.

He didn’t give her a chance to respond, just dragged me downstairs.

It wasn’t until we were in the car that his emotions finally calmed down.

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Chapter 92 Successor

Jude asked, “I saw that young officer talking to you at lunch, right?”

I nodded. “Yeah. We had a meal together.”

He clearly knew someone had come to see me, so I didn’t bother hiding it.

The Carson family had the guts to do things. They shouldn’t be afraid of being investigated.

I told him everything without exaggeration.

Jude pulled the car over and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them he looked at me with a hint of sadness.” Ada, don’t hate me.”