On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 228

Perhaps because George was always there to pull her from the brink, he was now the first person who came to mind the moment she sensed danger. Habit was a terrifying thing.

A blush crept up her cheeks, and she nervously picked at the corner of the pillow, a strange, unfamiliar flutter in her chest. It wasn’t like the feelings she’d had for Lance. This was different, very different. She couldn’t make sense of it.

The next morning, Rebecca woke up. “What do you want to eat? I’ll order something.”

Jessica came out of the bathroom, toothbrush in hand. “I’ll make something in a bit. Sandwiches okay?”

Rebecca gave her a lazy thumbs-up. “As long as it’s free, I’ll eat anything.”

Jessica nodded. Rebecca got up to get the ingredients ready. As she passed through the living room, the doorbell rang. Puzzled, she went to open it and found Lance Smith standing on the doorstep.

They stared at each other, a strange silence stretching between them.

Lance spoke first. “Is Jessica here? I brought some breakfast on my way.”

Rebecca despised Lance now. It wasn’t just because he had tried to take StreamSphere from them; it was because he’d deliberately backed out of finalizing the divorce. They had agreed on everything, and he’d bailed at the last minute. She had no respect for a man like that.

“We don’t need it,” she said coldly. “Jessica doesn’t want to see you. You should go.”

“I know. I’ll leave right now,” he said. “I just wanted to drop this off. Amy’s in the car; I’m taking her to school.” He placed the breakfast bag in Rebecca’s hands, turned, and walked away.

Rebecca stared after him, dumbfounded. It was as if he were a completely different person.

A message from Catherine immediately popped up: “Jessica, don’t misunderstand. Lance didn’t do this.”

Jessica ignored it, picked up her laptop, and went into one of the streaming studios.

…

When no furious reply came from Jessica, Catherine grew anxious. She and Lance hadn’t seen each other since the night he’d sobered up. He had moved out of The Kensington with Amy and disappeared into one of his other properties. He would answer her calls, but he refused to talk about what had happened that night.

Unsettled, Catherine had assumed Lance and Jessica had reconciled, so she posted the picture to provoke a reaction. She hadn't expected complete silence.

She smashed two vases in a fit of rage. “Mom, not only did your plan not work, it backfired! Now Lance won’t even talk to me.”