The Ex-Husband's Apology (by Sebastian Grey) novel Chapter 193

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Jennifer suddenly remembered the employee who jumped off the building because “the LeBlanc Group’s market value evaporated” before.

Once the LeBlanc Group faced changes in ownership, it wasn’t just the LeBlanc family and company executives involved, but also countless regular workers.

Jennifer took a deep breath and calmly said,

“Yeah. Lydia was my friend, and the LeBlanc Group was your company, nothing to do with me.”

When she said this, Jennifer didn’t avoid Brayan’s gaze.

She looked up and locked eyes with Brayan, her gaze determined and her tone firm.

She saw it very clearly, Brayan’s eyes were full of disappointment.

Disappointment in her.

The room was silent, the air was cold and still, like cement that doesn’t

move.

Brayan was the first to break the silence.

“I should have seen through your indifference and selfishness earlier.”

Jennifer thought that Brayan’s words sounded more like describing himself.

“Same to you.”

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She replied.

Brayan’s face suddenly showed a smirk, then he put out the cigarette.

“You didn’t think I would just let it go if you stabbed me in the back, did you?”

Jennifer’s face changed slightly, before she could react, she was already pushed down on the bed by Brayan.

Seeing Jennifer’s palm–sized face, pale as a sheet, Brayan was shocked and scared, but also feeling great.

“Since your leg is not good anyway, you can’t run away. Why not have some fun with me? Maybe it will be more exciting in a different place.”

“Brayan!”

Jennifer grabbed the tools on the bedside table and started smashing them on Brayan, but he easily restrained her hands.

Jennifer couldn’t move, “a huge panic engulfed her like the sea, making her suffocate.”

“I played with a disabled person for the first time. Sorry if I was a bit. rough, I didn’t mean to.”

Brayan had one hand holding Jennifer’s hands and the other hand free, ready to tear her clothes off with no effort.

Jennifer in front of me bit her lips, her eyes were red, and she was trembling, not sure if it was fear or anger.

Brayan’s fierce desire for revenge gradually subsided, and his heated mind cooled down.

He withdrew his hand and looked down at Jennifer lying on the bed.

“No way…”

His voice returned to its previous distant indifference.

“I felt disgusted by meeting you.”

Brayan turned around, took a step, grabbed the divorce agreement, and ripped it in half with a “shhh” sound before throwing it on the ground.

Jennifer didn’t get out of bed until Brayan left.

She doesn’t regret trading 10% of her shares in the LeBlanc Group for triple the salary from Lydia.

She doesn’t regret being misunderstood by Brayan.

Jennifer sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath.

The air was cool and crisp, couldn’t find a way out in the blocked chest.

Outskirts of Nexford, racecourse.

There were still people riding horses at that time.

Two people were riding horses, one in front, riding fast, the other behind, chasing hard.

Ronan caught up with Brayan only after he slowed down.

“Brayan…”

Ronan looked at Brayan, hesitated to speak.

At that time, Brayan was wearing a casual riding outfit, a burgundy silk shirt, a black suede vest, paired with military–style jodhpurs and riding boots, giving him a noble British gentleman’s demeanor with a touch of modernity.

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However, Brayan’s expression was very sour.

Ronan was curious about what happened to Brayan, but he was too scared to ask.

He was “called over” by Brayan, who sounded calm on the phone, and he couldn’t tell if anything was different from usual. He didn’t think

much of it.

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