Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 102

“What… What did you say?”

“I said,” Ethan enunciated each word with a crushing cruelty, “that I regret it.”

“I regret marrying you.”

“I regret… giving her up for something like you.”

“You’re not even worthy of carrying her shoes.”

Lilian’s greatest fear had finally come true.

She staggered backward until she hit the cold wall, which was the only thing keeping her upright.

Ethan…

He said he regretted it.

He said she wasn’t even worthy to carry Grace’s shoes.

That was a million times more painful than if he had just killed her.

The others in the office had already tactfully withdrawn when Ethan erupted, closing the door behind them.

Only the two of them remained in the vast space.

“No…”

Lilian looked at Ethan, unwilling to accept it.

“Ethan, you’re joking, right? You’re just angry…”

“You love me! Have you forgotten how we got together? Have you forgotten you said you loved my innocence and kindness, that I wasn’t rigid and boring like Grace?”

Hearing the words “innocence and kindness,” Ethan looked as if he’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.

He curled his lip into a grim, chilling smile.

“Innocent? Kind?”

“Lilian, ask your own heart. Do those words have anything to do with you?”

He closed his eyes, his face a mask of endless exhaustion and remorse.

“Leave.”

He opened his eyes, his voice utterly devoid of emotion.

“Get out.”

The word was spoken softly, yet it shattered all of Lilian’s remaining illusions.

As for Mr. Hart, he had become a full-blown alcoholic, clinging to a bottle day and night, drinking his life away.

That evening, Mr. Hart was drunk again.

With bloodshot eyes, he pointed at the leftovers on the table and roared at Sabrina and Lilian.

“Eat! Eat! That’s all you know how to do! Look at this family! You’re eating us out of house and home!”

Sabrina shrank back, too scared to speak.

But Lilian couldn’t take it anymore.

Abandoned by Ethan and watching her family fall apart, she was filled with pent-up rage.

“Dad! Why are you taking it out on us?!”

She cried out, “I don’t want this either! My credit cards have been cut off! I can’t even buy a purse! All my friends are laughing at me! When is this nightmare going to end?!”

She shouldn’t have brought it up. Her words ignited the powder keg of Mr. Hart’s long-suppressed anger.

*SLAP!*

A loud, sharp slap landed squarely on Lilian’s cheek.