On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 43

Lance watched Jessica as she held their child, a picture of gentle, maternal grace. Her eyes were downcast, revealing the long, elegant line of her neck. He couldn’t help but remember when she first became a mother. She was only twenty, still a kid herself, suddenly responsible for another life. Back then, her movements had been nervous and awkward, and for the first couple of months, Amy had spent more time in his arms than hers.

When had everything changed? When had the vibrant, sweet girl he’d known transformed into this bitter, resentful woman, lost in her own world of grievances? He couldn’t pinpoint the moment.

Jessica looked up, her gaze calm and direct. “What did you want to say to me?”

He sat down across from her. “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“No,” she said flatly.

A shadow crossed Lance’s face. “Jessica, the woman who was dragged out of the bar by a man in a black suit last night… that was you, wasn’t it?”

Jessica ignored him, her focus entirely on Amy.

Lance felt a surge of frustration. He remembered a time when Jessica would rush to tell him if she’d so much as had a brief conversation with a male classmate, terrified he might misunderstand. Now… she was a completely different person.

A bitter resentment coiled in his gut. He yanked at his tie. “Look at Amy. Can you really just walk away from her like this? Isn’t seeing her sick enough to make you change your mind?”

Jessica nodded slowly. “You’re right. I have changed my mind. I want custody of Amy.”

Lance stared at her, a flash of fury in his eyes. “Do you have any idea what you’re saying?”

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