His Secret Child, Her Revenge: Remarrying Up novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157 The Unexpected Savior

Chapter 157 The Unexpected Savior

Ethan went silent for a moment before responding, “Alright.”

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Sierra watched him turn to leave in a hurry. Just as he took a few steps, she called out, “Mr. Brooks.”

He paused and glanced back. “Yes?”

“I-uh-” Sierra hesitated, then said, “Just… be careful, okay?”

Ethan nodded. “Will do. Thanks.”

Only after he had disappeared from view did she murmur to herself, “You’re welcome.”

The traffic hadn’t budged an inch. Waiting felt torturous.

As night settled over Chestnut Grove, the temperature plummeted.

Even tucked inside the car, Jasmine could feel the chill creeping in.

Eventually, she gave in and started the engine again, letting the heater run.

Outside, the rain kept coming down hard-like it was pouring out some pent-up frustration-showing no sign of letting up.

Drops drummed loudly against the windshield, sharp and steady.

Jasmine reclined her seat, wrapped her arms around herself, and tried to sleep.

But every time her shattered hopes crept into her mind, her chest ached. It took a long while before exhaustion began to pull her toward sleep.

Not long after she closed her eyes, she thought she heard knocking on the window.

Jasmine opened her eyes.

Through the rain-streaked glass, the world outside was a blur.

But one face stood out, clear even in the mess of weather-a face you’d spot in any crowd.

For a second, Jasmine wondered if she was dreaming.

Was that really Ethan?

Another two taps on the window.

She jolted fully awake, sat up, and hit the unlock button.

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The passenger door opened.

Ethan ducked inside, bringing with him a cool, damp breeze.

He dropped a small duffel bag near his feet.

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His jacket was dark with moisture along one shoulder, and his trousers were wet past the ankles. He looked a little disheveled, but calm.

Jasmine stared, trying to make sense of his being there.

“Ethan?”

He grabbed a napkin from the console and dabbed at his face, then offered a faint, tired smile.

“You’re not seeing things. It’s me.”

His voice was as gentle as she remembered-warm, steady, the kind that could ease something tight inside

her.

Seeing him here, now, stirred up everything she’d been holding back.

Sadness, hurt, despair, regret-it all welled up at once.

Her lips trembled. Tears blurred her vision, and she choked out his name like a kid who’d been wronged and just needed someone to tell her it would be okay.

“Ethan…”

He reached over, his hand settling gently on the back of her neck, and drew her into his arms.

His familiar scent surrounded her, and that unnameable sense of safety felt like a pair of steady hands, smoothing away the fear and unease that had coiled in her chest.

Jasmine buried her face against his coat-expensive wool, now damp with rain and her tears.

Sometimes, crying quietly hurt more than sobbing out loud.

That hollow, desperate feeling-only someone who’d been there would understand.

When she finally cried herself out, Jasmine eased back from his embrace.

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She wiped her cheeks with her sleeves, voice raspy. “What are you doing here?”

Ethan unzipped the duffel at his feet and pulled out a garment-a lightweight puffer jacket.

“Take your coat off and put this on.”

Jasmine complied, slipping off her thin sweater. “You came all this way just to bring me a jacket?”

“Sierra said you weren’t dressed for the cold. She was worried you’d get sick.” He paused. “And yes, I came

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for her, but also for myself.”

“But how did you get here so fast?”

“I flew.”

“A commercial flight wouldn’t be this quick. I only called Sierra a little over two hours ago.”

“Chartered a plane.”

Jasmine blinked. “You chartered a whole plane?”

“Yeah.”

Something soft tugged in her chest.

A warmth spread through her-and it wasn’t just from the new jacket.

Inside the quiet car, a kind of tension began to hum between them, fragile and new.

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Trying to lighten the mood, Jasmine managed a weak joke. “You know, I kind of expected you to show up in a helicopter. Like something out of one of those CEO romance novels.”

As soon as she said it, the air felt even more delicate.

But Ethan didn’t miss a beat, his tone still even and calm. “A chartered plane is already pushing it.”

Jasmine let out a soft laugh. “I was kidding.”

“Though for the record,” he added casually, “I do own a few planes.”

Jasmine’s eyes widened. “You own planes? Like… more than one?”

“Yeah. They’re in a display case in my office. Haven’t you seen them?” He almost smiled. “Limited editions. Caleb’s been trying to get me to give him one for years. Never agreed to it.”

Jasmine stared, then shook her head with a quiet laugh.

Okay.

Mr. Brooks and his dry humor-still as sharp as ever.

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