No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 116

**TITLE: My Heart Waited Too Long and Choosing Freedom**
**Chapter 116: Move Out**

In that moment, it felt as if Amelia had made a silent vow to remain in her studio indefinitely, a sanctuary from the chaos outside, never to return to the world that had cast her aside.

The thought gnawed at Ethan like a relentless tide. As long as Hannah and her daughter continued to reside in that house, Amelia’s anger would fester, and her return would be nothing but a distant dream.

And without Amelia’s presence, the Everetts would surely turn their backs on him, their smiles replaced with cold indifference. The lucrative cooperation project that dangled before him like a shimmering mirage would remain forever out of reach, locked behind a door he had no key for.

It was a vicious cycle, a dead-end loop from which he could see no escape. The only way to shatter this unyielding cycle was to ensure that Hannah and her daughter vanished from the scene, at least for a while.

In the face of frigid business interests and the weight of his family’s reputation, the compassion he felt for Hannah had to be cast aside. The stakes were too high, and the cost of failure loomed large in his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Ethan steeled himself, as if he were about to make a monumental decision that could alter the course of his life. He deliberately averted his gaze from Hannah’s sorrowful eyes and mustered the courage to speak. “Hannah, perhaps you should take Isla and find somewhere else to stay for a bit.”

The moment those words left his lips, he could see the color drain from Hannah’s face, her expression transforming into one of disbelief and fear.

“Mom!” Isla’s small voice pierced the air, her innocent heart unable to grasp the gravity of their situation but instinctively clinging to the phrase “stay somewhere else.”

“I don’t want to!” she cried, her tiny arms wrapping tightly around Hannah’s neck, her tears flowing freely. “I don’t want to move out! I want to live in the big house!”

In a moment of desperation, Hannah’s hand flew out, connecting sharply with Isla’s cheek, the sound echoing in the tense atmosphere.

“Isla! Stop acting out!” Hannah’s voice cracked, her own tears cascading down her cheeks like scattered pearls. She gripped her daughter’s shoulders with a fierce intensity. “Listen to me! This big house belongs to Ethan, not us.

“Your dad’s big house isn’t ours anymore. Someone is offering us a roof over our heads so we don’t end up homeless. You should be grateful! What right do you have to complain?”

Grace stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold with a mix of disdain and satisfaction. The corners of her mouth twitched in amusement as she observed Hannah’s emotional display, her heart secretly mocking the chaos.

But her objectives had already been met; there was no need for her to add fuel to the fire. Instead, she coldly remarked, “If you had been more sensible from the start, we wouldn’t be in this situation.”

Ethan felt a sharp pang in his chest, a tightening sensation that made it hard to breathe. He was suddenly reminded of the promise he had made to his friend, Jack. Yet, the prospect of securing the Everetts’ cooperation loomed larger than any personal debt he owed.

This partnership was crucial, tied to the Rowe Group’s strategic plans for the next five years, his position on the board, and the need to suppress the ambitions of rival factions within the company.

In that moment, the weight of guilt he felt paled in comparison to the enormous benefits that lay before him.

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