The Regretful Housewife: Divorce and Rise Again novel Chapter 140

Chapter 140 Just Give Me Another Chance

Chapter 140 Just Give Me Another Chance

His tone was polite enough, but anyone could tell–Chase was being shown the door.

Chase, who cared deeply about his pride, looked even more displeased.

“Jensen, don’t get ahead of yourself.”

With that, he turned and left.

The moment Chase was gone, Jensen pulled his arm from Nina’s grasp.

Nina looked down at her hand, appearing flustered. “Um… I didn’t do that on purpose.”

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“Not on purpose, but by design?” Jensen’s expression remained icy. “If your goal was to make Chase jealous, don’t bother.”

He turned on his heel and headed back toward his office. Nina hurried after him, struggling to keep pace. “I wasn’t trying to make him jealous. I just—”

“Ms. Tann, you don’t owe me an explanation.”

His tone was sharp and dismissive, treating her like a mere acquaintance who had inconvenienced him by using him as a prop.

Later that evening, while Jensen was tied up in a meeting, Nina slipped out.

He wasn’t the same man he had been five years ago; he wasn’t going to bend over backward for her anymore. Not that she had any intention of lingering by his side either.

Outside the Grey Group building, Nina’s heart sank as she spotted Chase’s car idling at the entrance. She frowned and tried to walk the other way, but Chase was already out of the vehicle, rushing to intercept her.

“Nina! Wait!”

“What is it, Mr. Mercer?” she asked, her voice cold.

Chase stepped into her path, words tumbling out. “I know you’re still angry about the other night. I’d had too much to drink–I just lost my head for a second…”

“There’s no need to explain, Mr. Mercer. I understand.” Nina let out a slow, deliberate sigh. “You were just venting after a fight with Katrina, and you took it out on me. I don’t hold it against you.”

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She paused, her gaze turning distant.

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“But let’s be clear: I’m not that kind of person, and I have zero interest in coming between a man and his family. I think it’s best if we stop contacting each other entirely.”

Hope flared in Chase’s eyes at her words.

“Nina, you aren’t some mistress,” he said urgently. “I realize it now–I love you. I was young and foolish back then. Just give me another chance. Give me a little time to handle things at home, and then I’ll go to your family and propose to you properly. We’ll do this the right way.”

As he gripped her hands, a wave of revulsion washed over Nina. She forced herself to remain calm, keeping her expression neutral.

“If that’s the case,” she murmured, “there’s something I’ve been hesitant to even mention.”

“Tell me.” Chase leaned in, his body tense with anticipation.

“I left something behind at the hotel the other night. When I checked the security footage today, it looked like Katrina was on the second floor as well. She-”

Nina broke off, letting the implication hang in the air.

Chase didn’t hesitate to defend her. “She told me she’d had a bit too much to drink and went up there to lie down. Why? Is something wrong?”

He was naturally suspicious, but Nina didn’t push him.

“It’s probably nothing. I might have just been mistaken,” she said dismissively. “I really don’t want to come between you and your wife. Until you’ve settled your family affairs, I think it’s best if we don’t see each other too often.”

“Whatever you say, I’ll do it!”

Seeing her finally soften, Chase pulled Nina into a hug, looking immensely pleased with himself. “Nina, I won’t let you down this time.”

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