The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1298:

“When I caught them, I wasn’t even expecting her to change. I just wanted her to be discreet about it. My reputation’s on the line here, and it would be humiliating if word got out. But you know what she told me? She claimed the child isn’t even mine—it’s her ex-boyfriend’s.”

Laney stood there, words failing her.

“I’m still so young,” Merrick’s voice cracked with despair.

“How could she do this to me?”

Before she could stop herself, Laney’s sharp tongue got the better of her.

“Isn’t this sort of drama par for the course in your social circle? If you were a woman, you’d probably be pregnant every month, struggling to keep track of potential fathers.”

Merrick’s shoulders slumped as he let out a weary sigh.

“Laney, if you can’t offer any comfort, just don’t.”

“Alright.”

Though Merrick had come seeking solace, Laney’s words only left him with heavier thoughts to wrestle with.

Seeking escape from his troubles, Merrick decided to channel his frustrations into something more exhilarating. A few days later, he extended an invitation to a group of friends, including Laney, to watch him compete in a car race.

Having heard whispers of Merrick’s reputation in the racing circuit, curiosity got the better of Laney, and she found herself agreeing to attend. Then, a sobering thought crossed her mind: Cliff might not take kindly to this.

Though their relationship status remained undefined, Laney understood the depth of her feelings. She knew that with Cliff, their little power struggles were merely surface-level dances. When it came to matters of real importance, she felt compelled to keep him informed, wanting to prevent any unnecessary misunderstandings.noveldrama

When Laney sought out Cliff, he had just returned from an out-of-province trip. She found him still wearing his suit, the fabric carrying the crisp bite of early autumn air, his face bearing the subtle signs of travel fatigue.

Dinner time was approaching, and Cliff had already secured reservations at a nearby five-star establishment, where he planned to take Laney.

Such outings were a rare treat—Cliff usually preferred to cook for them himself, being particularly discriminating about food and quick to point out flaws in others’ cooking.

Laney felt thoroughly spoiled by his attention. Whenever she looked at him, it was as if she viewed him through a rose-tinted lens, her heart skipping beats like a lovesick teenager.

“Cliff, you seem like a dependable partner.”

Cliff’s mind immediately jumped to interpret “dependable partner” as “a divorced man.”

She added, “No, no—more like a mature husband.”

He was like a reliable and secure support. Cliff asked, “Do you like it?”

Laney snorted.

“Not at all.”

Rather than immediately bringing up the race, she steered Cliff toward the mall first, sweetening him up with the promise of a gift.

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