Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 1078:

“I’ll direct the legal department to handle this matter without delay,” Samuel assured, his voice resonating with quiet efficiency.

Sadie and Samuel departed in a rush of gravel and tires, the sleek vehicle gliding through traffic until the stark silhouette of the suburban funeral home materialized before them.

The funeral home’s entrance enveloped them in a cloak of undisturbed stillness, its weathered facade exuding an almost palpable sadness that hung in the air like morning mist.

Sadie’s polished heel had barely touched the pavement when her gaze locked onto a familiar silhouette lingering beside the ornate entrance doors.

Jack slouched against the doorframe, his chin repeatedly dipping toward his chest as exhaustion threatened to claim him. His eyelids battled gravity’s persistent pull, while his entire frame wavered precariously, resembling a sapling in unpredictable wind.

What possible business could have brought him here?

Sadie’s forehead creased with suspicion as she advanced toward his unstable figure, her footsteps deliberate and measured. “Jack?” Her voice sliced through the cemetery-like silence, its crystalline coolness shattering the somber atmosphere.

Jack catapulted into consciousness, his spine straightening with such violent suddenness that he might have been subjected to an electric current.

Recognition dawned in his bleary eyes as they focused on Sadie’s approaching form, and the fog of exhaustion evaporated instantly, giving way to unmistakable terror.

Noah’s stern admonitions echoed through his mind—Sadie must remain ignorant of the truth at all costs. Yet here she stood before him, her presence as unexpected as it was catastrophic.

Jack’s cardiac rhythm faltered momentarily before accelerating to a gallop. He lunged forward with desperate urgency, extending his arms across the entrance like a human barricade against Sadie’s advance.

More 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝓲𝓷 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧽ⅽ𝗈𝗺

“Ms. Hudson? What… what circumstances have brought you to this establishment?” His voice quavered, each syllable dripping with poorly concealed distress.

“This establishment radiates an unsettling atmosphere,” he continued, words tumbling over one another. “Given your ongoing recovery, venturing inside would be ill-advised. I-I’ll ensure the ashes reach you personally once the procedure concludes. Might that arrangement prove suitable?”

Sadie scrutinized his agitated countenance and transparent ploy to redirect her elsewhere, feeling her suspicions burrow deeper into the bedrock of her consciousness.

She deflected his outstretched arm with gentle determination. “Your concern is unnecessary. Sharon tended to my parents with unwavering dedication. She was like family. Paying my respects represents the barest minimum of what her memory deserves.”

Her resolute declaration triggered an immediate physiological response as frigid perspiration materialized across Jack’s forehead, glistening under the harsh fluorescent lighting.

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