Unmasked My CEO Ex-Husband’s Regret novel Chapter 244

When Elara said this, she was chillingly calm. By the end, her smile was completely undisguised, giving her a genuinely unhinged appearance.

Julian inexplicably shivered. He didn't need to ask for clarification; he fully believed she would make good on her threat.

As that thought flashed through his mind, Julian remembered why Elara's look had seemed so familiar.

Roughly a decade ago, and again a few years back, he had seen Elara wear this exact same expression.

Both times, it was triggered after her mother had been domestically abused by her father, and Elara had formulated a plan for revenge.

The first time, they hadn't been close enough for Elara to confide in him. He had merely seen the bruises on Jocelyn's body and accidentally overheard a conversation between mother and daughter.

Because of her grandparents, Jocelyn couldn't get a divorce. She couldn't leave, couldn't escape. Yielding, begging, and even calling the cops only resulted in even more brutal beatings.

The teenage Elara was furious, spouting words entirely unmatched to her appearance and age. She had said: That scum just needs a beating. Beat him into submission and he'll behave.

Jocelyn thought her daughter was too naive, brushing it off and urging her not to provoke him.

But Elara scoffed at that. "If we can't beat him head-on, we'll find another way. We'll wait till he's dead drunk or asleep at night, tie him up, and beat the hell out of him!"

Jocelyn was so stunned by her daughter's shocking words that she couldn't speak for a long while.

The eavesdropping Julian had also been thoroughly jolted.

Looking at that skinny, fragile girl, who knew she could be so ruthlessly vicious when pushed?

Alongside his shock, he had felt a surge of regret, wishing he possessed her sheer nerve, regretting that he hadn't protected his own mother like that—even though he had only been a young child back then and powerless to do anything.

As for what happened next, Julian never had the chance to eavesdrop on the fallout.

But from that point on, Jocelyn never sported another bruise.

The second time Elara wore this look was when her scum of a father found out about their relationship and tracked him down, demanding money and monthly alimony.

That had been the first time he met Silas Sterling, a man with a limp left leg and a head of white hair who looked like an old man in his sixties.

Feeling a twinge of pity and not wanting Elara to worry, he had agreed.

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