A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 45:

But where was she? I had no idea where to find her.

As if on autopilot, I got into my car and started driving. I wasn’t sure where I was going until I found myself pulling up outside Liam’s old hospital.

And then I saw her.

Raina, running toward a car—Dominic’s car. My fists clenched on the steering wheel as I watched her slip into the passenger seat. Dominic threw me a warning look before driving off with her.

I sat there for a moment, fury boiling inside me. How had I been so blind? The resemblance was there, so obvious now. They had the same eyes, the same stubborn set to their jaw.

I slammed my fist against the dashboard. I’d been played, manipulated by my own family.

I drove aimlessly for a while, the weight of the realization crashing down on me. Dominic wasn’t Raina’s lover—he was her brother. The truth had been staring me in the face all these years, and I had been too blind, too furious to see it. My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as my anger surged. Had I really been so blind? The resemblance was there, clear as day. The man in the pictures Vanessa had shown me all those years ago had Raina’s sharp jawline, her piercing eyes. How had I missed it?

Because you didn’t want to see it, a voice in my head mocked. You wanted a reason to hate her, a reason to justify throwing her away.

I clenched my jaw, the memory of those photographs searing my mind. Vanessa had handed them to me with such confidence, whispering venomous accusations about Raina’s supposed infidelity. I hadn’t even taken a proper look at the man’s face—I’d been too angry, too consumed by betrayal.noveldrama

Now, it was painfully obvious. The resemblance wasn’t a coincidence. Dominic wasn’t some random stranger or secret lover. He was family—Raina’s family.

The realization stung, but what stung more was the thought of what I had done because of it. I had thrown Raina out of my life based on lies, stolen our son from her arms, and left her to face the world alone.

Fuming, I turned the car around and sped home. I needed answers, and there was only one person who could give them to me.

𝗩𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗴⍺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧸ⅽ𝗈𝗺

By the time I slammed through the front door, I was already yelling.

“Vanessa!” My voice echoed through the grand hall, drawing my mother out of the sitting room.

“What on earth is going on?” she asked, her brows furrowed.

I ignored her and kept calling. “Vanessa! Get down here, now!”

Vanessa came rushing down the staircase, her face pale, her makeup half-done, looking as though she had been getting ready for an event. “What’s with all the—”

“Yelling, Alex?” she snapped, her irritation masking a flicker of unease. I didn’t waste a second. “Did you know?” I roared. “DO you know what you’ve done? Do you have any idea what your lies have cost me?!”

Vanessa froze, her hands trembling as she clutched the railing. Her wide eyes darted to our mother, who now stood stiffly by the doorway. “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she stammered.

“Don’t lie to me!” I cut her off, stepping closer. “Raina’s lover? The man in those pictures you gave me?”

I spat, my fists clenched at my sides. “You forced Raina to sign those divorce papers. You fabricated evidence, accused her of cheating. Did it ever occur to you to ask who the man in the pictures was? Did you ever stop to think?”

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