HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 988

The drive from the hospital to the villa was far more peaceful than when Naomi had first been brought there several months earlier. Chris drove at a moderate speed, occasionally glancing at Naomi, who sat in the passenger seat, quietly taking in the view outside the window.

It had been a long time since she had seen the sky this freely.

The rows of trees lining the road, the sunlight filtering through the leaves, and even the people passing by on the sidewalks all felt so different. Simple things she had once barely noticed had now become sights she was deeply grateful for.

"Tired?" Chris asked softly when he noticed Naomi was still gazing out the window.

Naomi shook her head with a faint smile. "I just... want to get home."

Chris didn't say anything. The small smile that appeared on his face was answer enough.

Not long afterward, the car pulled into the grounds of Cale's mansion. Naomi let out a quiet breath. The closer the vehicle got to the main house, the stronger the longing filling her heart became. For the past several weeks, all she had seen were the ceiling of her hospital room and corridors filled with the scent of antiseptic. Now, the sight of the meticulously maintained gardens, the rows of trees swaying gently in the breeze, and the fountain in the front courtyard felt incredibly comforting.

"Ready?" Chris asked as he unfastened his seat belt once the car came to a stop in front of the house.

Naomi gave a small nod. "I think... I am."

Chris got out first, then walked around to open Naomi's door. Carefully, he held out his hand to help her out so she wouldn't put too much strain on the wound that was still healing.

Before Naomi could even stand upright, the mansion's front door opened. Several servants stepped outside almost at the same time. The familiar faces she knew so well immediately lit up with relieved smiles.

"Welcome back, Miss Naomi," they greeted in unison, each giving a slight bow.

Naomi smiled warmly. "Thank you."

One of the servants who had worked for the Devereux family for many years stepped forward. Her eyes were glistening with tears, but she maintained her professional smile.

"We've all missed you so much, Miss."

The moment she stepped across the threshold, she immediately searched for Cale and Lydia in the living room.

But her steps came to an abrupt halt. Her eyes widened in disbelief at what she saw.

The living room, which she had thought would be occupied only by Cale and Lydia, was instead filled with so many familiar faces. Behind them stood several members of the Devereux family she had met at various family gatherings, all smiling warmly as though they had been waiting a long time just to welcome her home.

There were no elaborate decorations, no grand celebration. Only relieved gazes and heartfelt smiles that seemed to say the house was finally whole again because Naomi had come home.

"Welcome home, Miss Naomi."

Vincent was the first to speak, giving a slight bow.

A moment later, nearly everyone gathered in the living room did the same. There was no excessive applause, only a simple gesture of respect filled with relief, as though they were welcoming someone who had finally returned after a long journey.