The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 328

Killian finally looked away, the ice in his eyes refusing to melt.

Hearing the commotion, Connor jogged out of his room. "Did Sienna leave?"

Killian nodded. "Yes."

A thought flashed through Connor's mind. He suddenly remembered the bizarre things Sienna had whispered to him in the car ride home.

He opened his mouth, wanting to tell his father, but then convinced himself she was just making a stupid joke. He swallowed the words.

As night deepened, a persistent drizzle blanketed the city, the fine threads of rain turning the skyline into a hazy blur.

The towering skyscrapers flickered with life, the scattered warm lights glowing like distant stars against the gloom.

Across town, Jillian had just stepped out of the shower and dried her hair. She sat on the edge of the bed, coaxing her daughter to sleep.

Holding a children's book, her voice was soft and soothing as she read the storyline by line.

Stella lay beside her, letting the familiar, gentle cadence wash over her. A wave of drowsiness hit, and after a tiny yawn, her eyes fluttered shut.

Seeing she had drifted off, Jillian reached out and gently smoothed her daughter's soft hair, lowering her voice to a whisper as she finished the last page.

At that exact moment, over at the Quincy family estate.

The second Sienna locked her bedroom door, she collapsed onto the mattress. The tears she had been fighting back for hours finally shattered her control, pouring down her cheeks.

She clenched her fists and pounded the mattress, a suffocating wave of powerlessness and self-hatred consuming her.

She had desperately wanted to fix the mistakes of the past, but in the end, she couldn't do a damn thing.

Back at The Yale Residences, she had been vibrating with rage, yet she lacked the courage to demand Killian fire that wretched servant on the spot.

Killian would never listen to her. And she couldn't risk exposing her true motives.

She was truly the most pathetic excuse for a mother on earth.

Hours later, Killian remained wide awake. He stood silently by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out at the rain-soaked city.

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