Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 339

Chapter 339: Chapter 339 The Last Illusion

Ryan hadn’t had a single drink that night.

Instead of heading back to the office, he drove to the house where he and Rose had once lived together. Lately, it had become the only place he bothered sleeping.

As he pulled into the driveway, he immediately spotted someone waiting beneath the porch light.

Samantha.

The October air had turned cold. Wind swept fallen leaves across the driveway as she stood wrapped in a light coat, hugging herself against the chill.

For a brief moment, the sight would have stirred anyone’s protective instincts.

Ryan only slowed the car.

When Samantha saw him, relief flashed across her face.

She hurried toward the driver’s side before he could park.

Ryan lowered the window but made no move to get out.

Even seated behind the wheel, he somehow managed to look down on her.

The distance between them had never felt greater.

"Ryan."

Her voice trembled despite her efforts to steady it.

"Can we talk?"

He glanced at the clock on the dashboard.

"You’ve got a minute."

She forced herself to smile.

"I know what happened tonight."

"There were a lot of people watching."

"You had to protect your family’s reputation."

"I understand."

She leaned closer to the window.

"We’ve been through too much to let one misunderstanding destroy everything."

Ryan rested one hand on the steering wheel.

His fingers tapped a slow, even rhythm.

He said nothing.

Samantha swallowed.

"We loved each other."

"My past doesn’t change that."

"The rumors about me having a child..."

"They aren’t what people think."

She searched his face desperately.

"Please."

"Don’t throw us away."

"I can’t lose you."

Her fingers tightened around the edge of the open window.

Tears shimmered in her eyes.

Ryan finally looked at her.

"Who you dated before me..."

"...was never my business."

Hope flickered across Samantha’s face.

"Then..."

"What about us?"

Ryan’s expression never changed.

"What us?"

She froze.

He continued quietly.

"The night in D.C."

"I was in the hospital."

"I was awake."

"I never touched the drink you handed me."

For several seconds...

Samantha couldn’t breathe.

She had spent month believing he’d been drugged.

That he’d mistaken someone else for her.

That everything afterward had been nothing more than confusion.

Now—

The truth landed like a hammer.

He’d known.

He had known from the beginning.

He knew she’d tried to drug him.

He knew she’d invited him to her room.

He knew another man had been there instead.

And when she’d appeared the following morning pretending they’d spent the night together...

He’d simply watched her lie.

He had never corrected her.

Never confronted her.

Never stopped her.

She felt heat rush to her face.

Humiliation burned through every nerve.

"...Why?"

Her voice barely came out.

Ryan looked at her calmly.

"Because it wasn’t my problem."

"You made your own choices."

"I let you live with them."

The words were quiet.

Which somehow made them crueler.

Samantha stared at him.

"So you just..."

"...watched?"

"You watched me make a fool of myself?"

Her voice cracked.

"Why?"

"Why would you do that to me?"

"I loved you."

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