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

Chapter 1012:

It was shattered—everything. Really over. All their plans, all their aspirations had been founded on a deception.noveldrama

If Noah’s memories returned or if he found out the truth about the baby, everything would just disintegrate.

Forest inhaled unevenly, fighting to remain composed.

He raised a hand, signaling Hailey to stop spiraling.

This wasn’t the time to fall apart.

“Breathe, Hailey,” he rasped. “We’re not cornered yet. There’s still a path ahead.”

Hailey laughed—a sound like shattered glass. Her glare was scathing. “A path? What now—you’re going to ‘handle’ Sadie for me?”

Forest dropped his eyes under her withering look.

Handle Sadie? God, he wished he could. But could he afford to? She wasn’t just anyone. She led the Wall Group now, with the Higgins and Castro families behind her.

Move against her, and you might as well dig your own grave.

When Hailey saw him recoil, her expression froze into something icier. She had always known what kind of person her father was.

Eager to bask in triumph. Quicker to vanish when things went south.

Never the one to take the real fall.

Depend on him? Laughable.

Forest cleared his throat, visibly uneasy.

“We can’t try to get rid of Sadie outright. She’s too powerful. It’s reckless.”

𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝘄𝘄⸱𝗀𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝗌⧸ⅽ𝗈𝗺

But something flickered behind his eyes—an idea blooming.

“But there’s still another way. As long as we keep Noah near—as long as his past stays buried—none of this changes. Let Sadie have her baby. Let her stand alone. As long as his memories don’t return, you’re still his wife.”

Hailey’s final glimmer of faith dimmed into nothing.

She’d mulled over this route before, but Evan had flatly declined to lend a hand.

The man was elusive—always vanishing when needed, offering cryptic reassurances. He refused to get involved in anything related to Noah ever again.

Now, no one remained who could sustain the mental suppression process that prevented Noah from remembering his past.

While she remained wordless, Forest misread her silence as hesitation and swiftly proposed something even more extreme.

“Hailey, there is… another path,” he said, lowering his voice, eyes alight with a dangerous sort of enthusiasm. “I recently caught wind of an unapproved method from abroad. It involves embedding a synthetic memory unit directly into the brain. Allegedly, it can overwrite someone’s entire recollection—replace it with whatever narrative we design.”

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