Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28: Chapter 28 The Man Who Thought She Would Stay

The sharp crack of the slap was startlingly loud.

Margaret looked at Rose in surprise.

Ryan glanced down at his arm, now red from the impact.

It was obvious just how much force Rose had used.

A faint, almost imperceptible sweet scent lingered in the air, making Rose’s stomach churn.

Her expression remained unchanged.

“I didn’t know where you’d been. You had something dirty on you, so I brushed it off.”

Samantha was dirty.

And so was he.

Ryan’s eyes were deep and unreadable, yet showed no trace of anger.

Slowly withdrawing his hand, he glanced at Margaret.

“Grandmother, do you have any ointment?”

Margaret immediately snapped to attention.

“Maria, go get some for Ryan.”

Rose turned and walked out.

Naturally, she wasn’t about to tell Ryan about tonight’s negotiations with Margaret.

Although she couldn’t publicly expose Samantha’s double-dealing, at the very least, the Knight family had already sown the seeds of their own downfall.

They shouldn’t regret the consequences later.

Stepping onto the veranda, Rose looked down at the bag in her arms.

Inside was the agreement from Margaret stipulating that she would never set foot in the Knight family again after the divorce.

She used to think Margaret was genuinely kind to her.

Now she understood.

When family interests were at stake, any emotional bond could be pushed aside.

She glanced back at the brightly lit mansion.

Rose was considering how to slip away quietly.

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Looking up, she saw Ryan approaching.

His height was imposing, especially when he looked down at others.

His deep, dark eyes resembled a thin sheet of ice that offered no warmth.

Rose almost understood what he was about to say.

Not long ago, she had sworn she would never return to the Knight family for a family dinner

“I didn’t come back today for—”

“Have you had enough time to cool off?” he interrupted.

Rose frowned.

The red fingerprints on his arm stood out starkly.

She had nearly swung with all her strength.

One could only imagine how much it hurt.

“What do you mean?” she asked coldly.

“The online commotion has died down. Your information won’t be exposed, and Knigswell Group has sent cease-and-desist letters to those spreading malicious rumors.”

Ryan didn’t beat around the bush.

He went straight to the point.

Rose stared at him, her eyes filled with sarcasm.

“So you’re the one who handled the backlash.”

Was he trying to show her how competent he was as a husband?

Ryan had known about everything from the beginning.

Yet he hadn’t helped clear her name.

He hadn’t offered an explanation.

He had simply deleted the posts and sent legal notices.

Because compared to Samantha’s reputation and public image, Rose’s innocence meant nothing.

Ryan didn’t respond.

Instead, he crouched in front of her, unscrewed the tube of ointment Maria had brought, squeezed a small amount onto his fingertip, and took hold of her slender wrist.

He gently applied the ointment to the reddened skin on the back of her hand.

A chill ran through Rose.

She had to suppress the urge to slap him across the face.

She truly hadn’t expected this sudden display of tenderness.

Not even Margaret had noticed she’d been scalded.

When had he noticed?

The impending divorce only made Rose feel more uneasy.

Instinctively, she tried to pull her hand away.

Ryan tightened his grip, holding her firmly in place.

He glanced up at her before continuing to apply the ointment patiently.

With his gaze lowered, there was even a trace of tenderness in his expression.

For a moment, Rose almost lost herself.

How many such tender moments had they once shared?

“I hope this matter doesn’t escalate any further. If you still feel wronged, you can make your demands.”

His words shattered the illusion.

Rose slowly came back to reality, finally understanding the purpose behind this sudden tenderness.

He knew the online incident hadn’t been an accident.

But he was determined to protect Samantha.

He wouldn’t allow Rose to make a scene through any avenue.

She had been slandered and vilified.

Yet he wasn’t concerned about comforting her or soothing her pain.

His only concern was keeping her quiet.

“Oh.”

Rose lowered her eyes.

A trace of self-mockery flashed across her face.

Her tone was unusually calm.

“Since Mr. Knight is willing to go this far to protect Samantha, I suppose I should know my place.”

Ryan simply wanted to prevent her from exposing Samantha as the real mistress.

Everything else was just a performance.

Ryan finally looked up at her.

His fingertips lightly traced her wrist bone.

“Rose, speaking out of anger won’t solve anything.”

Rose smiled and slowly withdrew her hand, inch by inch.

“Right. I prefer dealing with the source of the problem.”

And so—

She didn’t want him anymore.

Solve the problem at its root.

Ryan clearly had no intention of probing deeper into the meaning behind her words.

Instead, he noticed her reluctance to let him touch her.

And how she’d resisted being close to him during the photo earlier.

“How many years have we been married?” he suddenly asked.

Rose looked at him, puzzled.

Ryan stood and draped his jacket over her shoulders.

“Seven years. We’ve done everything. I’m not that obsessed with your body. You don’t need to overreact.”

Rose froze.

She hadn’t expected Ryan to say something like that.

Instinctively, she wanted to tell him the truth.

That it wasn’t because she was shy.

It was because she found his transformation into a filthy man revolting.

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