No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340 The Room She Left Behind

His jaw tight, Ethan said coldly to Miles. “Arrange another guest room for them.”

With that, he ignored the mother and daughter behind him and went straight upstairs.

At dinner, Ethan only took a few token bites before setting his fork down.

The table was full of food, but it all tasted bland.

Finished

Without a word, he stood up and headed to Amelia’s bedroom, located at the far end of the second–floor hallway.

He pushed the door open. Everything inside was exactly as she had left it.

The bottles stood on the vanity. The clothes for every season are hanging neatly in the walk–in closet. Even the book on the nightstand was still open, halfway through its pages. Miles had kept the room spotless. Yet the cleaner it was, the more empty it felt.

The air seemed to hold a faint trace of her scent.

Ethan collapsed onto the soft bed, regret crashing over him in heavy waves.

If only … If only he had paid more attention to Amelia after that mother and daughter moved in.

No. Maybe he never should have brought them here in the first place.

If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have so many disagreements and arguments with Amelia?

Would they have broken through that thin layer of ice long ago and become a real husband ar wife?

Once the thought took root, it wrapped around his heart like a vine, tightening until he could barely breathe.

Ethan grabbed his phone again and dialed the number he knew by heart.

The same cold, mechanical message played in his ear, reminding him that he was still blocked

He sat bolt upright, snatched his car keys, and rushed out the door.

He was going to the place where Amelia had lived before.

She could have refused to forgive him and used harsher words to humiliate him. Ethan woul accept it all.

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Everything would be fine as long as he could see her, even from far away.

In the night, the Bentley sped through the streets and soon stopped at the familiar gates of the

estate.

Ethan steadied his breathing and pressed the doorbell.

The face that appeared on the screen was not the old butler he expected. It was an elegant middle–aged woman.

Her eyes and features looked strikingly similar to Mason’s.

She looked at Ethan through the screen and asked calmly, “Who are you here to see?”

Ethan’s heart sank for no clear reason, but he answered in a low voice, “Hello, I’m Ethan. I–I’m here to see Amelia.”

The woman smiled faintly, her smile mysterious and difficult to read. She pressed the button to open the door and introduced herself calmly. “I’m Mason’s mother and Amelia’s adoptive mother,” she said.

Nora paused a little and said, “Unfortunately, Amelia went out with friends. She won’t be back for a few days. But if you’d like, you can come in and sit for a while. Come to think of it, I neve: made it to your wedding with Amelia back then. I had other matters to attend to. It’s always been a regret of mine.”

Ethan’s unease peaked.

Standing in front of Amelia’s adoptive mother and Mason’s mother, his identity as Amelia’s ex husband felt painfully awkward and ironic.

Yet, as if pulled by some unseen force, under her calm and assessing gaze, he still stepped forward and followed her inside.

As Ethan walked into the estate behind Nora, the uneasiness in his chest grew stronger.

The moment he entered the living room, he saw the man in the wheelchair.

The man sat with his back to the floor–to–ceiling window, a soft cashmere throw draped over his legs.

He was quietly gazing at the night sky outside. Under the crystal chandelier, the lines of his profile were clear and composed.

He looked like Mason, but without the sharp, aggressive edge. Instead, he carried a gentle cal

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Ethan almost immediately guessed who he was.

It was Evan—the man was rumored to have lost the use of his legs in an accident.

Ethan suppressed his tension and spoke politely toward him. “Hello, Evan. I’m Ethan”

Evan slowly turned his wheelchair and looked at him.

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His eyes were gentle, matching his appearance. Beneath that gentleness lay a deep, still calm, without the slightest emotion.

He gave a small nod in response. Nothing more. It was not exactly warm.

Nora sat down on the couch nearby and gave a quiet instruction to Miles, who had followed them in. “Miles, pour Mr. Rowe a cup of coffee.”

Then she turned her gaze back to Ethan. Her eyes were sharp, as if they could see straight through him. She studied him carefully from head to toe.

“Mr. Rowe,” she said gracefully, her voice soft but every word clear, “Mason has mentioned your situation with Amelia to us, on and off. What we know may be more than you think.”

The coffee was set down in front of him, but Ethan didn’t touch it.

He could feel it. This was only an opening move. The real conversation was still to come.

Sure enough, Nora shifted her tone and went straight to the point. “Since the two of you are divorced, why are you still looking for her?”

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