His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 170

“Take care of her?” Conrad repeated. “How? By pulling out all her hair? Or by making her lose the baby?”

Yazmin visibly flinched. Then, clenching her jaw, she asked, “She told you that?”

Conrad managed a bitter smile. “No, Mom, she didn’t. But I have eyes. It’s better if I handle Serena’s situation myself. I don’t want you involved.”

Yazmin wanted to argue, but Conrad ignored her and pushed open the door to the room. Staring at the closed door, she trembled with rage.

Inside, Annika held Monroe’s small hand, kissing it gently, her eyes fixed on his rosy face. She seemed oblivious to the door opening or Conrad’s entrance.

Conrad watched her solitary figure, took a deep breath, and shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked toward her.

Seeing that she was ignoring him, Conrad chose a chair opposite her and sat down. He wanted a cigarette to ease his frustration, but as his fingers touched the pack, he glanced at his sleeping son and pulled his hand back.

The atmosphere was heavy with a silent tension, broken only by the sound of Monroe’s even breathing.

“Let me take him with me,” Annika said softly, her voice filled with an unyielding resolve. It wasn’t a request; it was a declaration.

Conrad remained silent. He stood up to go to the balcony, and perhaps he used too much force, because the chair scraped loudly against the floor, making Monroe flinch in his sleep.

A moment later, Conrad returned from the balcony, smelling of smoke.

Annika got up and opened a window to let the smell dissipate. She didn’t spare him a single glance.

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