Regrets Come Too Late (Sierra and Johnny) novel Chapter 226

“Yes, that’s all,” Sierra said to Solomon in his ward.

Solomon tried to catch her in a lie, but there was only sincerity on her face. That only made him more suspicious.

“He’s together with someone else openly now, and you still trust him?” he asked.

“Whether he’s with someone else or not has nothing to do with me trusting him,” Sierra said, calm as ever.

“So the divorce is just an act?” Solomon asked again.

“No,” Sierra said.

Solomon blinked. Hard.

For the first time, he couldn’t make sense of someone. He had always thought he understood relationships, but everything Sierra said today overturned what he believed.

“I’ll go along with your plan,” Sierra said before he could sort through it, “but I can’t promise you’ll get what you want. I don’t know if John will see through the fact that I’m working with you.”

Between them, they could get what they want respectively.

Solomon paused, then caught what she meant. “Why?”

“Because I want a divorce,” Sierra said. She didn’t mind saying it out loud. “Me not trusting him should be enough to make him disappointed in me, so the divorce can go through smoothly.”

John and the others heard every word through the laptop.

Kenneth wanted to run for what felt like the hundredth time. Tea like this was too scalding hot, and he might get burned instead!

“Tsk, tsk!” Lucy rested her chin on her hand and sighed. “She’d rather team up with the bad guy than stay with you. You’re doing a terrible job as a husband.”

Kenneth shot her a look.

Could she stop with the jabs?

The atmosphere in the room was so cold that he would really turn into a popsicle!

John pressed his lips and stayed silent, eyes fixed on the screen. Something heavy and dark lay behind his eyes.

Solomon’s voice came through the speakers again.

He looked at Sierra and offered her another path. “If you want him disappointed, start with his childhood. That would be much

easier.”

“I still want to keep my humanity,” Sierra said.

She turned to leave. There were plenty of ways for her to go after John, but she wouldn’t rip open old wounds. That was not a choice she would make.

“Wait,” Solomon called.

Sierra paused and looked back.

Solomon had never met anyone who drew the line between love and hate as clearly as Sierra did, and it made him curious.

“You really don’t trust me just because John said I can’t be trusted?”

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Chapter 220

“That’s the main reason,” she said.

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Sierra knew she couldn’t outmatch people who shared a circle with Solomon and John in their own game, so she had chosen to trust John over the years. He was the closest person to her. Others might hurt her, but he wouldn’t.

At least, not over something like this.

Solomon pressed, “And the other reason?”

Sierra stared at him. Under her gaze, Solomon frowned slightly and adjusted his silver–rimmed glasses.

“You never looked at John like a younger brother,” Sierra said, certain of it. “When you look at him, all I see is you wanting to knock him down for good.”

“John’s lucky to have you.” Solomon didn’t argue. The usual calm settled back over his refined expression.

Sierra didn’t reply to that.

As she left, she said, “If you have more schemes up your sleeves, you can give me a heads–up. Stop beating around the bush just to end up doing the wrong thing.”

Then she left, unconcerned with his reaction.

As her figure disappeared beyond the doorway, a hint of coldness crossed Solomon’s gentle expression. Something deep and complicated stirred in his eyes.

John had Sierra’s trust.

But him?

That person never trusted him.