Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Chapter 257 Three Months Until the Wedding

Rose hadn’t expected things to unfold this way.

Her decision to marry Trevor was supposed to remain a secret, so she instinctively reached for the document.

Ryan effortlessly raised his arm, keeping it just out of her reach.

"Give it back!" Rose snapped.

His dark eyes remained fixed on her without blinking, his voice cold enough to send chills down her spine.

"The prenuptial agreement..." he said evenly. "Is it between you and Trevor?"

There was almost no emotion in his voice.

Yet his unnerving perceptiveness was enough to make anyone uneasy.

Especially that gaze—dark, piercing, and overwhelmingly oppressive.

Rose knew he had already seen everything clearly.

She simply pressed her lips together, her face expressionless, refusing to answer.

Ryan’s eyes seemed coated in ice.

"Trevor went abroad," he continued. "Was it to take care of the marriage paperwork?"

Rose hated the way Ryan always seemed to know everything.

He knew Trevor had left the country, and the moment he saw the prenuptial agreement, he had pieced everything together with frightening accuracy.

If it weren’t for Ryan’s relentless habit of uncovering the truth, she wouldn’t have spent the past seven years living in constant fear that Ariel’s existence would be discovered.

Rose couldn’t deny that Ryan’s discovery had caught her off guard.

They had agreed that if she remained unmarried for a year, the Bennett family’s antique shop—which Ryan was currently holding on her behalf—would be transferred back into her name.

Now everything had changed unexpectedly.

She was getting married.

And Ryan had caught her red-handed.

There was no point trying to deny it.

Taking a deep breath, she met his eyes without flinching.

"Yes."

Then she added calmly, "And I should thank you. The night you took me to Ocean Star, Trevor and I officially decided to get married."

Ryan stared at her silently.

For a long time, he didn’t say a word.

His deep-set eyes grew even darker.

Perhaps he hadn’t expected that answer.

He had personally driven his ex-wife to another man.

In a way, he had even helped bring about her wedding.

Absentmindedly rubbing the edge of the document with his thumb, he finally spoke again.

"When you flipped over the table at the Knight family’s cocktail party that night... was it because you’d already decided to marry Trevor? Was that where all your confidence came from?"

Rose hated how effortlessly he saw through everything.

Every hidden thought.

Every carefully concealed motive.

Yet she also felt a strange sense of relief.

Back when Ryan discovered she had given birth, if Grandma Alice hadn’t found out first—forcing Rose to lie and claim she had miscarried—Ryan might never have believed her when she said the child belonged to someone else.

After all, she had carried the baby to term.

Yet she had deceived everyone by claiming she’d had a miscarriage, hiding the child’s very existence.

She had spent years concealing the fact that she had given birth during their marriage.

By anyone’s logic, if the child had been Ryan’s, that baby would have been the strongest bond holding their marriage together.

She should have proudly told the world instead of desperately hiding the truth.

After all, everyone believed she had once loved Ryan deeply.

Only recently had she realized something.

The more guilty a person felt, the more elaborate their lies became.

It was only natural that Ryan no longer believed the child she’d claimed to have miscarried was his.

He had no idea that former Chairman Knight had forced her to sign the divorce agreement seven years earlier.

Nor did he know the truth about everything that had happened afterward.

Without knowing those facts, it made perfect sense for him to doubt whether she had ever given birth to his child—and to wonder why she had gone to such lengths to hide it.

Everything fit together seamlessly.

It formed a complete circle.

Rose stood on tiptoe and swiftly snatched the prenuptial agreement from his hand.

Carefully smoothing the wrinkles his grip had left behind, she said, "That’s right. I’d already made up my mind before I came here. Trevor is willing to stand behind me. What do I have to be afraid of?"

Ryan’s gaze remained ice-cold.

There was no obvious anger, only the faintest trace of a mocking smile at the corner of his lips.

"You’re stronger than I imagined," he said quietly. "It seems our marriage didn’t disappoint you enough. You still have unrealistic expectations about marriage."

His tone was calm.

Yet every word stung.

Meeting his eyes, Rose replied, "We’re divorced. You no longer have the right to judge my life or my decisions."

Ignoring whatever Ryan might be thinking, she continued, "The wedding is in three months. Will you be attending? I can save you an invitation. Maybe you and Samantha will even beat Trevor and me to the altar."

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify