The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 440

Sean surveyed the cavernous living room before asking, "Where's Killian?"

Jillian heard the commotion from her room and pushed the door open, immediately meeting Sean's thoroughly surprised gaze.

"What are you doing here?"

Jillian knew full well that since she had previously told him to get out, he probably despised her guts. Opting to save her breath, she merely gave him a curt nod, turned around, and retreated into her room.

That left Sean standing alone in the living room, waiting.

Moments later, the elevator doors chimed open.

Killian stepped out in gray athletic wear. His hair was still damp, clearly having just showered after his workout, and he radiated an intensely cool, crisp aura.

"What are you doing here?" He leveled a look at Sean.

Sean completely ignored the question, immediately firing back, "Why is Jillian here?"

"She isn't feeling well. She just had surgery, so she came back here temporarily to recover," Killian replied flatly.

A complicated expression twisted Sean's face. "I knew it. Unless she needed a favor, she never would have crawled back on her own. If you already know exactly what kind of person she is, why are you dragging out this divorce? What exactly are you holding onto?"

Impatience flashed in Killian's eyes. He let out a low cough. "If you have something to say, spit it out. If not, get out."

Seeing his deeply indifferent demeanor, Sean realized he was entirely wasting his breath. Resigned, he stood up and turned to leave without another word.

As dusk settled, Connor arrived home from school.

The family of three sat around the dining table for a quiet meal. Connor chattered endlessly about funny stories from school, keeping the mood relatively pleasant rather than suffocating.

After dinner, everyone scattered to handle their own affairs.

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