No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 310

Ethan couldn’t shake the image of Amelia in Mason’s arms.

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“We’re done!” he shouted, his voice breaking. “She’s with Mason now! I saw them together, holding each other! Grandma, she doesn’t want me anymore!”

Fiona frowned but she showed no real surprise.

She stayed calm and tried to steady him. “You need to calm down. And as for Mason… trust me, that’s not going anywhere.”

Ethan stared at her, blindsided. “Grandma… what are you saying?”

A glint of knowing flashed in Fiona’s eyes.

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you really know what kind of family the Everetts are? I’ve dealt with Mason’s grandmother before–she’s even tougher than I am.

“For years, she’s wanted to find Mason a wife who’s her equal, someone with the right pedigree. She’s picky, and nothing less than perfect will satisfy her.

“Let’s be honest, do you think she’d ever accept someone like Amelia, especially now that she’s divorced? She barely tolerated her before.

And don’t forget, Mason’s grandmother still controls half the Everetts‘ fortune and makes all the big decisions.”

Fiona looked Ethan straight in the eye. “If she decides to step in, there’s nothing Mason can do. Even if he tries to protect Amelia, how long can they last with that kind of pressure?”

Her words hit home, clearing away the fog of grief in Ethan’s mind.

She’s right.

He’d been so caught up in the pain of losing Amelia and the shock of seeing her with Mason that he’d stopped thinking straight. He’d forgotten all the real obstacles standing in their way,

The Everetts were in a whole different league–they were much tougher to please than the Rowes.

Seeing the change in Ethan’s expression, Fiona pressed on.

“And think about this. Back when Amelia was living at the Everett estate, she spent years beside Mason. If they were really meant to be, why would she have agreed to marry you? Why did she say yes to the Rowes in the first place?

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Chapter 310 Ista’s Hurt

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“For six years, you saw how she treated you and this family. I know there’s still a place for you in her heart.”

“But if you keep going like this, she really will move on for good.

“And when that happens, even if it’s not Mason, she’ll find someone else.”

Everything started to click into place for Ethan.

Maybe Amelia had drifted to Mason out of disappointment, maybe she just needed comfort right now. But their marriage hadn’t been meaningless. Everything she’d given to him and their home–that was real.

Deep down, she had to still care about him.

Between him and Amelia, the real problem wasn’t Mason.

But between Amelia and Mason, the real problem was the Everett family itself.

For the first time in days, Ethan felt the determination come flooding back.

His jaw unclenched, and he nodded.

“Grandma, I know what I need to do.”

Fiona saw the resolve in her grandson’s eyes and finally let herself relax.

She nodded with approval.

“Good. Then start by dealing with Hannah and Isla.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re no longer interested in Hannah. If you want to win Amelia back, you can’t have any messy attachments. You’re free to divorce Amelia and be single again, but you can’t get yourself entangled with a widow and her child.

“Don’t forget why Amelia finally reached her breaking point.”

After Fiona and Grace left, Ethan stood in the wreckage of his bedroom.

He looked down at his wrinkled shirt, a flash of disgust in his eyes.

He’d promised his grandmother he would get his act together and fight for Amelia.

The first step was to clear away every obstacle standing between them.

And at the top of that list were Hannah and Isla.

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Chapter 310 Ista’s Fruct

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Ethan went to the bathroom and splashed his face with ice–cold water, forcing himself fully awake.

He changed into fresh clothes and got ready to face Hannah.

He planned to give her enough money to start over in a new city. He would also help find a new home and a good school for Isla.

Fiona was right–he didn’t have feelings for Hannah, but her presence was a constant reminder to Amelia of everything that went wrong. The side building was separated from the main house by a small garden, but the night breeze did nothing to ease Ethan’s nerves.

He was just approaching the house when Hannah’s panicked scream cut through the silence.

“Ethan! Ethan, help! Isla’s hurt!”

Ethan broke into a run, calling to the staff, “Open the door! Now!”

“Yes, Mr. Rowe!”

The door flew open, and Ethan rushed inside. He found Hannah on the floor, hair disheveled, clutching Isla in her arms. Isla’s head was bleeding badly, her small body limp and her eyes closed, as Hannah sobbed and pleaded for help.

Ethan froze, shock and fear hitting him all at once.

“What happened?” he demanded.

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