On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 288

At twelve o’clock, Jessica finally cleared the table. She loaded the dishwasher and dragged her heavy feet to the living room, collapsing onto the sofa. The soft cushions enveloped her like a warm, familiar embrace, reminding her of her mother.

She sniffled, kicked off her shoes, and curled into a ball, clutching a matching throw pillow tightly.

She didn't sleep a wink.

The next morning, as she groggily opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the suit jacket hanging by the door. She gasped. George had forgotten his jacket.

Jessica took it to the dry cleaner’s before heading to the office. The moment she stepped inside, her phone rang. It was Rebecca, her voice buzzing with excitement.

“The revenue has surpassed seven hundred million! The director just called me. We’ve broken the platform’s all-time record! Mr. Collins even called to say he wants our next series as soon as possible and will give us a priority VIP launch. Jessica, we’re going to be rich, and it’s all thanks to you!”

“I’m coming to your office,” Jessica said, her voice flat.

When she walked in, Rebecca took one look at her. “Did you pull an all-nighter? Are you sick?”

Jessica shook her head and sank onto the sofa.

Rebecca rushed to her side. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing,” Jessica said, rubbing her temples. “I’m going to talk to the director today. We need to start production on the next script as soon as possible.”

Jessica gave a hollow laugh. “I told him we can’t even be friends anymore.”

Rebecca bit her lip, saying nothing. She didn’t ask why. Instead, she sat down beside Jessica and gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders, a silent promise of unwavering support. “Whatever you decide, I’m with you.”

Jessica turned and rested her forehead on Rebecca’s shoulder.

Rebecca patted her back, a wave of sadness washing over her. If they were both single, maybe there would have been a sliver of a chance for them. But the distance between their worlds was too vast, like opposite ends of the earth. Even if they gave in to a fleeting moment of happiness, the judgment of the world would inevitably tear them apart.

In the eyes of society, it seemed a divorced woman was never truly granted the freedom to choose.