The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 320

Hearing that, Killian smiled.

Gibson had always been a man of terrifyingly high moral standards. Such integrity was rare, but in a corporate world driven by bloodlust and profit, it made him dangerously vulnerable.

"Understood," Killian said deeply. "If you need any backup, just say the word."

Gibson acknowledged the offer and hung up.

Putting his phone down, a sudden memory hit Killian. Ten years ago, Jillian had given birth at that exact hospital.

Their son had survived, but he had never even caught a glimpse of their daughter.

An unspeakable regret bled into his chest.

Even though his marriage to Jillian was devoid of love back then, he had genuinely craved a child.

In fact, he had wanted a sweet, adorable daughter far more than a son.

Growing up in a suffocating, cutthroat environment, he had never experienced unconditional warmth.

He had secretly yearned for an innocent little princess to heal the gaping void inside him.

Because of that, the death of his infant daughter remained an unhealed festering wound.

Every time he thought about it, a crippling sense of loss seized him, immediately followed by a wave of resentment toward Jillian.

He remembered the doctor pulling him aside during one of the prenatal checkups.

The doctor had revealed that Jillian, desperate to conceive, had secretly pumped her body full of fertility drugs, which resulted in the twins.

But her fragile constitution made carrying twins extremely high-risk.

Because of her selfish actions, the physically weaker baby girl couldn't survive the delivery.

For years, Killian could never forgive Jillian for that.

It was her vanity and supreme selfishness—forcing a pregnancy with medication—that condemned their child to a premature death without ever opening her eyes.

At that moment, Nate knocked and stepped in.

"Mr. Quincy, Marcus Rhodes from Dykstra Motors wants to drop by. He's requesting an immediate meeting."

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