A Divorce He Regrets (Alissa Nexus) novel Chapter 49

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1ignored it, tossing my phone onto the bed. The rest of the day was spent working from home, my focus shifting between emails and planning for upcoming projects.

The next morning started on a tense note, the kind of tension that wraps itself around the air and clings to you like an unwelcome shadow. As I descended the stairs, the sharp murmur of voices filtered through the hallway. I followed the sound to the living room, where Dominic stood towering over Adelaide, our housekeeper.

Her face was ashen, her hands twisting nervously in front of her apron. Tears brimmed in her eyes, threatening to spill at any

moment.

“What’s going on here?” I asked, my voice calm but firm as I stepped into the room.

Dominic turned to me, his jaw clenched tightly, his usual gentle demeanor replaced with frustration. “Her disrespect has gone too far,” he said, his tone clipped. “I overheard her on the phone. She was talking about you.”

I frowned, my curiosity laced with dread. “What did she say?”

Dominic hesitated for a moment, as if weighing whether or not to tell me. Then, with a heavy sigh, he continued, “She called you an orphan who deserved to be abandoned.”

The words struck like a blow to the chest, the weight of them settling uncomfortably in the pit of my stomach. I felt the sting of old wounds, memories of whispered taunts and cruel remarks from years ago. But I refused to let it show.

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Tunink’s expression was a storm of emotionsanger, reluctans and a hint of resignation. He crossed his arms, his stance still firm despite my Intervention “Raina, this isn’t the first time she’s crossed the line before.”

*** know,” I said, holding his gars steadily. “But people deserve a chance to change. Let’s give her this one. If it happens again, there won’t be another discussion.”

Dominic exhaled sharply, his frustration evident, but he nodded. “Fine,” he said, his voice laced with reluctance. “But this is her last chance”

“Understood,” I replied, turning my attention to Adelaide. “Don’t make me regret this.”

Adelaide nodded fervently, gratitude and relief etched into her tear streaked face. “I won’t, ma’am. I swear.”

1 offered her a tight, almost reluctant smile before stepping out of the room, the tension clinging to me like a second skin. The heated exchange had stolen any semblance of appetite I might have had.

Instead, I decided to stop for coffee on the way to the office. It was a small ritual, one that always seemed to ground me when the world felt too heavy.

The thought of a quiet moment with a warm cup in hand was the only thing pulling me forward as I left the house, trying to shake off the morning’s events.

The cafe was a welcome escape, a pocket of calm amidst the chaos of the morning. The soft murmur of voices mingled with the rhythmic hissing of the espresso machine, and the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee wrapped around me like a warm blanket.

stepped up to the counter, ordered my usual, and moved aside to wait, my eyes glued to my phone.

Emails, a few messages from Faith, and a news alert about something I didn’t care enough to read–I scrolled through them aimlessly, letting the monotony of the routine distract me from the morning’s events.

“Latte, extra foam,” the barista called out.

I reached for the cup without thinking, still scrolling, when a voice cut through my distraction.

“That’s actually mine.”

Startled, I looked up and locked eyes with the man standing next to me. He was the man from yesterday.

“Oh,” I stammered, my cheeks flushing as I realized my mistake. “Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”

He gave me a warm, easy grin that instantly softened the awkwardness of the moment. “No worries,” he said, his voice calm and friendly. “You can keep it.”

I hesitated, glancing down at the cup in my hand. “Are you sure? I can wait for mine. It’s not a big deal.”

He waved me off casually, a flicker of amusement in his expression “Really, it’s fine. Consider it my good deed for the day.”

“Well… thanks, and thanks for yesterday.” I replied, offering a small smile.

Nathan lingered for a moment, studying me as though he were trying to place me. Then, his face brightened slightly. “I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself properly yesterday,” he said. “Nathan.”

“Raina,” I replied, slipping my phone into my pocket and shaking his outstretched hand. His grip was firm yet gentle, his touch warm against my skin.

“Well, Raina, nice to officially meet you,” he said, a playful edge to his tone.

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