A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 132

He nodded, busying himself with the stove. Meanwhile, I started searching. Every cupboard, every drawer, every nook and cranny—I left nothing unchecked. The adrenaline pumping through me kept me moving, even as frustration began to mount.

You’re really going to search right now?” he whispered, glancing over his shoulder at me. “What if she walks in?”

“She won’t,” I shot back, my voice barely above a whisper. “She thinks I’m too distracted by food.”

“It has to be here,” I muttered under my breath, slamming a cupboard shut.

“What are you looking for?” Alex added, his movements paused.

“I’ll know it when I see it,” I replied, my hands continuing their frantic search.

My frustration was building as I rummaged through the kitchen. Every cupboard I opened, every drawer I searched, came up empty. The counters were spotless, and I was beginning to feel defeated. Where was it? I knew I’d seen Adelaide using something before—a herb she always boiled with the family’s tea. Back then, none of us suspected anything. It had seemed harmless, a simple routine gesture.

I straightened and leaned against the counter, my mind racing. Could Adelaide have hidden it elsewhere? Or was I overthinking this entirely? My thoughts shifted to Nathan’s video. His words echoed in my mind, clear as day: “I’ll marry her and take the fortune.” And the woman—her voice. Why did it suddenly sound familiar? Could it have been Adelaide all along?

The realization made my stomach churn. Was she working with Nathan, poisoning my family under his orders? The very thought sent a chill down my spine.

Lost in thought, I absently slid my hand behind the counter, my fingers brushing against something soft and smooth. Leather. My breath caught as I pulled out a small, tightly bound bag.

“What’s that?” Alex’s voice startled me. I spun around, clutching the bag tightly. He stood behind me, holding out the bowl of steaming ramen. His playful smile dropped the moment he saw the bag in my hands.

I didn’t reply. My fingers fumbled with the ties as I hastily opened the bag. Inside were crushed leaves—dark green, some almost black. My heart pounded as I stared at it.

“Raina,” Alex hissed, his voice low and urgent. “Put it back.”

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