The Divorce That Brought Us Back novel Chapter 305

To accommodate her, he had even cleared out a specific room for her.

It wasn't overly large—he didn't want to overwhelm her—and it wasn't the master suite, as he didn't want to spook her with grand gestures.

Back then, he had exhausted every possible tactic to keep her close.

He had wanted every piece of her life safely within his grasp.

Two years later, he had almost forgotten the room even existed.

Nora slipped out of his arms.

She pushed open the door.

The windows were usually kept shut, but thanks to the central air and the housekeeper's regular dusting, there was no musty smell. Still, a wave of cool, sunless air drifted out, sending a slight chill down his spine.

Somehow, standing there, Maloney felt he understood her a little better.

He understood the cautious way she had lived for the past two years.

She knew deep down that both her father's sudden resurrection and Diana's newfound generosity were solely because she had married him.

He used to tell her that her siblings weren't as saintly as she thought.

Renting her an apartment and signing a boarding consent form couldn't hold a candle to the genuine care her high school teachers and principal had shown her.

He'd told her she didn't owe them endless gratitude.

Back then, she had argued that siblings had no legal obligation to raise her.

She'd insisted they had done enough.

But was she trying to convince him, or herself?

Because if she admitted that her family used her more than they cared for her, she would have to face the terrifying reality that everything she had in life came solely from Maloney.

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