Chapter 568 Hard Question
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“You’re saying you want toe with me, but your dad’s probably sitting in a station getting grilled. <i>Your </ipany’s a mess. Your mom’s gonna hear about this any second. You really think you can drop everything and just walk out with me?”
Ethan’s brows tightened. His dark eyes clouded like a storm ready to burst.
“Thene back with me first. Let me clean all this up. Once it’s done, I’ll take you anywhere you want.”
He had a gut feeling.
If he let Dawn leave tonight, he’d never see her again.
She didn’t respond. So he leaned down and picked her up. “Dawn, I told you I’d never lie to you again. Just give me a little more time. When I’ve handled everything, I’ll go wherever you say. I’ll do whatever you want.”
Dawn didn’t resist. She tilted her head and looked up at his sharp jawline.
He looked thinner. Way thinner.
His features were sharper, more defined.
This man
every bit of love and every bit of pain came from him.
Three years ago, she told herself to wait a little longer. Now, three yearster, he was asking her again.
Why was it always her who had to wait?
She exhaled hard and closed her eyes.
Ethan carefully ced her in the car and buckled her in. Then he walked around and got in the driver’s seat.
He took her back to Eastcrest Regency Residence.
His phone went off nonstop the whole ride. He didn’t answer once.
When they got there, he got <i>out </i>and carried her inside.
“Dawn.” He ced her gently on the couch and crouched in front of her. He had to look up just to meet her eyes. “Don’t go. Please. Just wait for me.”
Dawn stared at him calmly. A man like Ethan had never looked this small.
And, truthfully, he hadn’t done something unforgivable.
He’d just hidden the truth.
They were just on different sides of the line.
Her voice was low. “If I say I’m leaving, are you gonna let me?”
“No.”
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“Then what’s the point in asking?”
Ethan clenched his jaw.
The veins in his neck popped as he held it in.
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He reached out and took her hand off herp. His voice was strained. “I know you hate me. But I don’t want this to end. Just give me one more shot. I’m begging you.”
Begging.
That word hit hard for anyone.
But for someone like him, it was crushing.
Dawn’s eyes dropped to where he held her hand. She said nothing.
The silence dragged. Then Ethan stood up and spoke quietly. “I’ll have Oliver drop off food. If you’re tired, just get some sleep. Your pajamas are still in the same spot. I’ll be back soon.”
She didn’t look at him. She didn’t lift her head until his footsteps faded into the distance.
She stared out the window at the pitch–ck night. Her chest felt like it was spinning.
The moment Ethan stepped outside, he called over two bodyguards. “Watch Ms. West. If anything happens, I want to know immediately.”
The guards exchanged a look. One asked, “Mr. Jackson, if she wants to leave, what should we do?”
Pain shed through Ethan’s eyes. He hesitated. “Don’t stop her. Just make sure she’s safe. And call me the second she moves.”
Then he climbed into the car.
His screen showed over thirty missed calls.
He scrolled through the list.
Every name was there. He paused, then tapped Tara’s contact.
The second the call connected, her tear–soaked voice came through the speaker. “Ethan! I heard the police took your dad! What the hell happened? Is this really about Dawn’s mom? Did he … did he actually-”
“Mom.”
Her panic kept rising. Ethan cut in firmly.
“It’s not what you think. Instead of sitting at home spiraling, maybe wait for Dad toe back and let him exin it himself.”
“You think he’ll actually tell me the truth?” Tara sucked in a breath. Her voice trembled. “I can’t believe this. I thought he really loved me. I didn’t think he could lie to me like this. This isn’t just me being dramatic. This is basic respect!”
She was emotional.
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Even if it all happened years ago, it still shattered her.
Ethan drove with one hand and rubbed his temple with the other.
“Then what do you want to do?”
“I want a divorce!”
Tara wasn’t like other high–powered women. She needed emotional connection. She couldn’t tolerate betrayal.
Ethan paused. “If you’ve really thought it through, I’ll support you. But I think you should talk to Dad first.”
He didn’t want to get in the middle of their marriage. Especially when his own life was barely holding together.
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That one sentence set something off in Tara. She exploded. Just like every other hurt, angry middle–aged woman, sheunched into a rant. Comints. Grievances. Bitterness.
Every word stabbed. She didn’t sound like the elegant woman everyone saw on the surface.
Ethan sat there and listened. He didn’t interrupt.
When the line finally went quiet, he asked, “Are you finished?”
“What if I’m not?” Tara sniffled.
“You’re sick of me too now, huh? Who else am I supposed to talk to?”
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<strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.