Her Divorce, His Downfall (Sophia and Damian) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157

To keep the Hall family’s members disciplined and forge their willpower, Bruce had long made a tradition of sending young members to military academies once they came of age.

Bruce personally oversaw the training, instilling structure, strength, and loyalty in the younger generation so they could stand united and uphold the Hall legacy.

After returning from studying abroad, Damian had spent countless fiery, restless days under Bruce’s strict military drills, leaving him no time for idle romance or late–night frivolity.

A tight, uneasy knot formed in Weston’s chest as he listened, yet he nodded stiffly in agreement.

He regretted bringing up Stella, but there was no turning back now–he had no choice but to comply.

A cold, hollow smile appeared on Damian’s face. “Uncle Julian has

gone to great lengths for me, hasn’t he?

“He uses the person I care for most to indulge his fancy for my wife. How should I repay such a thoughtful gift?”

Weston’s expression hardened, his tone sharp and resolute. “First, we confirm the link between Olivia and Mr. Julian Hall. 1/6

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“If she’s truly his pawn, she’ll be the first crack we can pry open to uncover his entire plan.

“You also need to find a way to reach Sophia, Damian. Don’t let Mr. Julian Hall control every piece of information she gets. He can feed her the version of the truth he wants her to believe, but you have to tell her the real story.”

“I know.” Damian let out a slow, ragged breath, a rare look of defeat crossing his face as he forced a bitter laugh.

“But Sophia looks like she’d kill me on the spot every time. I

have no idea how to talk to her.”

Weston fixed him with a deep, solemn gaze, finally voicing the words he’d held back for far too long.

“Damian, you went too far with Isabelle. You fought Sophia for her. You saved Isabelle first in the fire, and now Sophia is gone, Was it worth it? You were dead wrong.”

He paused, letting out a heavy sigh.

“I know you owe Aaron your life. But Sophia didn’t know that, She was just the innocent victim.

“Did you ever even tell her? That your bond with Isabelle was just a debt? Isabelle weaponized Aaron’s sacrifice, and you let 2016”

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Damian knew he’d messed up better than anyone. The second he’d carried Isabelle out of that fire, regret had crashed over him.

But it was far too late for remorse now.

Sophia was gone, and she wanted nothing to do with him.

His hand clenched so tight his knuckles bleached white. Agonizing regret churned in his eyes, his voice cracked and broken. “I know… I know all of it.”

He lifted his gaze to Weston, his eyes bloodshot with despair, his tone hollow and defeated. “It’s all my fault. I thought I could control every move, and I ruined everything.”

“Swallow your pride, Damian.” Lucas stepped forward, his voice dropping.

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“Once you’re out of here, find Sophia. Apologize. Get on your knees and grovel. Just beg for her forgiveness.”

Forgiveness?

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Damian couldn’t even fathom her forgiveness,

He had been beaten half to death. He had knelt before her, begging her not to leave. But she hadn’t even looked back.

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He had been unconscious until today. She never came to see him. She truly hated him. Maybe even if he dropped dead right now, she wouldn’t blink an eye.

A bitter taste burned in his throat. The agony in his chest made every breath feel like swallowing glass.

But his mind was finally clear. If Sophia refused to forgive him, he would stop asking, but he had to tell her the truth.

Her forgiveness didn’t matter anymore. All that mattered was keeping her by his side.

“I will.” Damian’s eyes hardened with new resolve as he looked at his friends. “I’ll apologize to her, no matter what it takes.”

The proud, untouchable heir of New York’s elite had been undone by love, humbling himself in a way no one had ever seen

from him.

The group had talked for hours, laying out every angle and every plan. The violent clash between Damian and Julian was inevitable, and all they could do was hope the storm held off until Damian recovered.

“We’ll go first. Rest well–we’ll see you in a few days.”

Weston and Lucas took the hint at Damian’s weary expression,

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excusing themselves to leave him in peace.

Damian nodded and closed his eyes, trying to quiet his racing thoughts.

The following days, he recovered in the hospital, with every member of the Hall family taking turns tending to him, overseeing his meals and medications with meticulous care.

However, the spacious VIP suite remained empty of the one he longed to see.

He found himself staring at the door endlessly, his heart leaping every time it swung open, only to sink with crushing disappointment when it was not Sophia.

The pain in his body was bearable, but the searing, gnawing heartache of being utterly ignored by his love was torture.

One day, Damian got out of bed to soak up some sunlight, and a nurse helped him walk toward the garden.

In the hallway leading to the elevators, a half–open VIP room door caught his eye.

The nurse helped him to the doorway, He cast a casual glance inside.

Isabelle? Was she hurt again?

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Before he could process his confusion, Isabelle spoke. Her words made