Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 239

Hans entered the room with a calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

He looked at Nora and offered a quiet apology. “It was Monica. She’s the one responsible.”

A weary, bitter smile tugged at his lips. “I know she’s hurt you again and again. She doesn’t deserve forgiveness, but I still came, hoping you might find it in your heart to let this go.”

Monica, knowing Nora was resting, had quietly bribed a hotel staff member to get a copy of Nora’s room key. Her goal had been to get rid of the baby Nora was carrying. No one had expected Nora to end up nearly falling from the tenth floor.

Nora lifted her head, her gaze fixed on Daniel with a hint of a mocking smile. “So, you’ve finally figured it out? I didn’t stage all of this myself?”

Daniel pressed his thin lips together. He’d been so wrong about her. Regret twisted inside him, remembering the cruel words he’d spoken.

“Aurora…” He started, trying to apologize.

But Nora had already looked away, refusing to listen. Again and again—it was always the same. She was so tired of it all.

Daniel’s throat tightened. “I’m sorry.”

Of all the things Nora hated hearing, those three words topped the list. As if saying ‘sorry’ could erase everything that had happened.

“Someone like me doesn’t deserve an apology from Mr. Chambers,” she shot back, throwing his own words right at him.

Daniel had nothing left to say. He’d been the one who misunderstood her all along.

Hans cleared his throat, his gaze steady. “Ms. Cooper, the Cooper family will take full responsibility for this. What compensation do you want?”

Last time Monica made trouble, Hans had insisted that Nora take an extra share of profits from a joint business deal between the Chambers and Cooper families. Now Monica had crossed the line again, and Hans had no idea what would possibly be enough.

“I don’t want your money,” Nora said, her voice cold and clear. “I have just one condition.”

She looked him straight in the eyes. “Call off the engagement. Refuse to marry her.”

That was her only demand.

What Eleanor wanted most—Nora was determined to take away.

Hans was taken aback, his brows knotting. “I’m the one at fault here. For Monica’s sake, I’ve already agreed to the marriage. I came only to offer you some private compensation.”

“Daniel, get out. I don’t want to see you right now.”

He made her sick.

In her struggle, the IV needle shifted; her hand swelled up almost instantly. Nora yanked out the drip, not caring.

Daniel’s voice shook. “Aurora, please calm down—”

Nora threw off the covers and climbed out of bed. “If you won’t leave, I will.”

Daniel pulled her back into his arms. “Aurora, just listen to me!”

“What is there left to explain?” Nora’s face was streaked with tears, her voice hoarse.

“I should’ve jumped that day,” she whispered, broken. “At least then, I wouldn’t have to see you standing here, making me feel this worthless.”

“Daniel. I told you before—if you love her, that’s your business. But do you always have to trample on me just to hold her up?”