Whats She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290

Chapter 290

Finnian’s face softened with pure gay and affectio ad Aty ng dogs, dry less Don’t worry, I won’t get drunk

“Fine. Why are you and Mom always so busy? I miss you guys the lee girl grumbled wat

Finnian’s heart melted. “I miss you too, sweetheart come pick you up for lunch the day after

tomorrow.”

“Okay! I’ll wait for you. But you have to bring Mom to lunch too! Brynlee was instantly paced

Just as Finnian opened his mouth to reply, a massive cargo ship passed nearby, blasting its deep,

booming horn across the open warter.

Brynlee’s big, round eyes widened in shock. “Ded, what was that loud noise?

Finnian’s grip on the phone tightened. Knowing he couldn’t lie his way out of this, he laughed it off. ” was a ship’s horn.”

“Dad! Why are you on a boat? I thought you were at a business dinner!” Brynlee instantly pouted in betrayal. “Hmph. I want to go on a boat too, but you didn’t take met”

Finnian let out a helpless laugh, scrambling for a way to calm her down.

Seeing his daughter’s lips sticking out in a massive pout, he quickly promised, “Okay, okay. For your sixth birthday, I’ll throw you a massive party on a yacht. How does that sound? It’ll be a huge surprise.”

Brynlee’s face lit up with explosive excitement. “Really? Do you promise?”

Finnian stared lovingly at her beaming face. “I promise.”

“Then tomorrow at lunch, we have to pinky promise…”

Just as Finnian was about to agree, a voice called out from behind him.

‘Finnian, who are you talking to?”

Finnian whipped his head around. Noelle was walking out of the main hall holding a cocktail. She walked right up to him and leaned in, trying to peek at the screen. Without missing a beat, Finnian instantly yanked the phone out of her view and said quickly, “Brynlee, Dad has to go. See you tomorrow.”

He hung up the moment Noelle leaned in, leaving her staring at a black screen. A cold weight dropped in Noelle’s stomach, her smile freezing in place.

“Brynlee really is so clingy with you. Calling you every single night,” Noelle recovered instantly, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness.

“Yeah. I practically raised her when she was a baby, so she’s very attached to me,” Finnian replied.

Noelle suddenly remembered those early days. Right after giving birth, Kaia had immediately thrown herself back into her relentless work schedule. Finnian was just as busy, but he ruthlessly carved out every spare second to be with his daughter. He did everything himself. When the baby needed breast

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milk, he would literally carry her straight into the corporate offices just so Kaia could feed her. He did it relentlessly for over a year until the baby finally switched to formula.

Remembering all of this left a sour, complicated taste in Noelle’s mouth. Finnian possessed incredibly rare traits-he was devoted, fiercely loyal, and fiercely protective of those he loved. His boundless love for his daughter proved he was an incredible father.

In that moment, pure, agonizing regret tore through Noelle. If only this version of Finnian belonged to her, Kaia and her brat wouldn’t even exist in his world.

“Go back inside. The wind is picking up,” Finnian told her.

“Okay,” Noelle murmured, the suffocating jealousy easing slightly at his display of care.

As she watched him walk away, her mind raced back to the abruptly ended phone call.

In the past, Finnian would have eagerly handed her the phone and encouraged her to chat with Brynlee.

But just now, he had deliberately hidden her from the camera. A dark realization sank in.

It had to be Kaia.

Kaia must have laid down strict boundaries and made explicit demands, forcing Finnian to hide Noelle to keep the peace.

Swirling her cocktail, Noelle watched the neon lights catch in the liquid. A barely visible smirk touched her lips. So, Kaia was finally panicking. Well, she had every right to be.

Noelle debated throwing a tiny tantrum over the phone call just to test him.

But she quickly killed the idea. Finnian had abandoned Kaia in the middle of a hospital room right after she survived a massive fire, all to chase after her on a yacht. That alone proved she held the absolute power in his heart.

If she threw a fit over a phone call now, she’d just look ungrateful and chaotic, ruining the perfect, delicate image she had cultivated.

No, she needed to play the perfect, understanding victim.

Inside, Finnian met up with Quentin and Chad, heading up to the fifth-floor lounge to play pool. Just as the elevator doors opened, Martin Rhodes stepped out.

“Mr. Sanders, do you have a minute to talk in private?” Martin asked, mustering every ounce of courage he had.

Normally, a man like Martin would be terrified to even approach Finnian. Finnian always wore a polite smile, but underneath it, he was a ruthless, predatory tiger. Cross him, and he would obliterate you when you least expected it.

Finnian gave a short nod. “Alright.”

The two men walked over to the deserted Smoking Area.

Martin respectfully offered Finnian a cigarette. Finnian raised a hand. “I don’t smoke. Thanks.”

Awkwardly, Martin put the pack away and began. “Mr. Sanders, a few days ago, your grandmother

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