His Secret Child, Her Revenge: Remarrying Up novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 The Third Son

Chapter 192 The Third Son

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His voice was clear and smooth, with a deep, resonant quality that was genuinely pleasant to listen to.

“My family-the Brooks-are considered one of the four major families back in Portshire. My great- grandfather laid the foundation, and over there, most people know me as the third son.

“From the day I was born, it was expected that I’d carry the family’s legacy forward-taking over the businesses my grandfather and father built, and making sure the Brook name continued to mean something.

“So ever since I was young, it’s been one kind of training after another-endless studying, strict household rules. I never really got to experience what it meant to just be a kid.”

Jasmine let out a soft sigh. In a way, she felt he understood exactly the kind of weight she had carried.

Her own childhood hadn’t been much easier.

“Our family has interests across a lot of industries, and with that comes constant internal conflict-power struggles, disputes over shares, you name it. Over the years… a lot has happened.

“So much, actually…”

Ethan’s sigh hung clearly in the quiet between them.

“So much that I’m not even sure what ‘family love’ is supposed to feel like anymore.”

Uncles, cousins, distant relatives-everyone seemed to be fighting for a bigger piece of the pie, willing to step over anyone to get it.

Jasmine offered a gentle, understanding look.

“The bigger the family, the more complicated things get. That’s just how it is. And as for family love…

“I don’t really know how to comfort you. I didn’t get much of that either.”

Their eyes met, and they shared a faint, bittersweet smile.

Ethan went on, “At least I put in the work and proved myself. My grandfather and father were satisfied with how I handled things, so they allowed me to come to Rivercrest to start my own venture-turn some of my personal interests into a real business.”

Hearing that, Jasmine couldn’t help asking, “So does that mean you’ll have to go back to Portshire eventually?”

Ethan pressed his lips together and held her gaze for a few quiet seconds.

“Probably.”

Jasmine felt an unexpected pang in her chest-she wasn’t even sure why.

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Chapter 192 The Third Son

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Maybe she shouldn’t have asked. Trying to sound casual, she added, “Is Portshire nice? I’ve never been

Ethan gave a small smile.

“It has its charm.”

“I see,” Jasmine said softly.

Ethan’s voice was quiet but clear. “I’ll take you there someday.”

Almost without thinking, Jasmine remembered his fiancée.

“Once you and your fiancée have your wedding there, I’ll make sure to come. I’ll see it properly then.”

Ethan’s expression stiffened almost imperceptibly.

Noticing the shift in his mood, Jasmine quickly changed the subject.

“Oh-is your grandfather still in Portshire? How is he doing?”

Ethan’s eyes dimmed slightly.

“He… passed away not long after my mother did.”

Jasmine mentally kicked herself.

Way to go, Jasmine. You really need to think before you speak.

“I’m so sorry…”

Ethan’s smile was faint and tinged with sadness.

Losing his mother and grandfather had given him a reason to postpone marriage for three years.

Now that those three years were up… what excuse could he possibly use next?

An uneasy silence settled between them.

Jasmine reached into her pocket and pulled out the watch.

“Here-I found it.”

Ethan took it from her without a word.

There was a quiet sorrow between his brows, a heaviness that made her want to ask, to understand-but she held back.

Every time his fiancée was mentioned, the air seemed to grow still and heavy.

Jasmine opened her mouth several times, wanting to ask something-anything-but her better judgment held her back.

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How could she possibly ask?

Are you and your fiancée in love?

Do you actually want to marry her?

Those were too private, too intrusive.

Ethan stood up.

“It’s getting late. I should head out.”

Jasmine rose quickly. “Let me walk you out.”

“No need,” he said gently.

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“I just had some soup-I could use a little walk to help it settle. Otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep.”

Ethan nodded. “Alright.”

The night was deep and chilly, the cold biting through layers of clothing.

Side by side, they walked under the pale moonlight without speaking.

Jasmine tugged her coat tighter around herself.

“If you’re cold, you should head back in,” Ethan said.

“I’m okay-dressed warm enough today.”

“And the baby…?”

“She’s been behaving lately. The morning sickness has eased up a lot.”

“That’s good to hear.”

They turned into the small garden nearby-a cozy, landscaped corner within Moonlight Terrace, usually lively with residents walking or chatting outdoors.

But tonight, the cold had kept most people inside, leaving the space still and quiet.

Jasmine pointed toward a bench.

“Want to sit for a minute?”

Ethan nodded. “Sure.”

But not long after they sat down, soft but unmistakable sounds drifted from somewhere behind the shrubs.

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