He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 293

**Chapter 293: The Secret Marriage**

The atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically as whispers began to ripple through the crowd, a tide of speculation rising with each passing moment. Were they truly grasping the implications of Arthur’s words? What did he mean by his admission? It was a perplexing revelation—he had just confirmed his engagement to Jennifer, yet here he was, unraveling the tangled threads of his past with Chloe. Did this mean that Chloe was indeed the other woman everyone had been whispering about?

“Mr. Myers, can you clarify your relationship with Chloe?” a reporter called out, his voice cutting through the murmurs.

“Mr. Myers, are you implying that you were involved with Chloe while you were still with Jennifer?” another pressed, urgency lacing his tone.

“Mr. Myers, please, just tell us plainly—what is the truth between you and Chloe?” The questions came in rapid succession, each one more pointed than the last.

At that moment, Arthur’s gaze snapped up, his eyes locking onto the reporter who had dared to press him. A cold, hard stare emanated from him, sending a shiver through the crowd.

Was there anger simmering beneath that icy exterior?

“You genuinely want to know what Chloe and I mean to each other? So you can paint me as the villain, right?” Arthur’s voice dripped with sarcasm, followed by a bitter laugh that echoed in the tense air. “Fine. You’ve got it—I’m exactly what everyone says I am, a complete jerk.”

His voice softened, almost breaking as he lowered his head, a shadow of regret passing over his features. “I’ve caused her so much pain for so long, and now I can’t even grant her the peace she deserves. I allowed all this chaos to swirl around her. That’s on me. I messed up. I truly am the worst.”

The reporters stood momentarily speechless, their pens frozen mid-scribble. The moment Arthur branded himself a jerk, they felt the thrill of a headline forming. But then, as if a switch had flipped, his tone shifted once again.

What on earth was happening?

“Forgive me. I failed to protect her.” With all eyes on him, Arthur reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, right over his heart, and slowly extracted a set of papers, his hands trembling slightly.

Every camera lens turned toward him, capturing the moment with bated breath.

When the word “divorce” came into clear view on the screen, gasps rippled through the crowd, a collective intake of breath that signified shock and disbelief.

“Chloe and I were married in secret for years. Because I took her for granted, we divorced six months ago. I should have shielded her, kept her away from all this madness. Clearly, I failed.” Arthur’s smile was a mask of pain, the weight of his admission heavy upon him. “I’ve failed as a man.”

The reporters were left in stunned silence. Arthur had just revealed the divorce papers, a tangible proof of his past with Chloe—it was real, with their names and the date boldly displayed.

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