The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia and Jeremy) novel Chapter 685

The more Esmond dismissed her and the less he cared about her, the deeper Regina fell for him. She was hopelessly and obsessively in love.

Regina began using her connections and her money, plotting how she could take what was in Amelia's hands.

In the end, she couldn't hold back and called Esmond, wanting to tell him everything.

She picked up her phone and dialed several times, but that damn man still wouldn't answer.

Finally, she had no choice but to send him a message explaining the situation.

Almost immediately, he called her back.

Regina answered at once.

"You're absolutely sure that thing is in Amelia's hands?"

The moment the call connected, he spoke first. His voice was sharp with urgency.

"Heh. You're still all about profit, huh? If it weren't for this, you probably wouldn't have called me for the rest of your life, would you?"

Not only would he never call her first, but he also probably wouldn't pick up when she called.

On the other end, Esmond was clearly embarrassed by what she said. A flicker of guilt rose in him as he forced himself to explain patiently.

"I didn't mean to ignore you. That woman pretending to be Sabrina was exposed. I had to deal with it.

"Between the Jordans, that man's orders, and the company piling everything on at once, I've genuinely been swamped.

"And what happened to our daughter—you have no idea how heartbroken I am. But I can't fall apart. If I don't pull myself together, who's going to avenge her for us?"

Regina really was hopeless when it came to him.

Just a few soft, pretty words from Esmond, and she was immediately soothed and obedient.

"Fine. I know you've had it hard. I won't blame you. But you have to save me. If you don't, I'm really going to die."

"Of course. You're certain that thing is with Amelia?"

"Yes. I've already found solid proof." Regina was absolutely confident about this.

"Where are you? I'll come find you. We'll talk it through in person. It's not convenient over the phone."

Hearing that he was coming to see her, Regina's heart leapt with excitement.

How long had it been? How long had it been since this man had come to see her?

It had been so long.

Now that they could finally meet again, she was overjoyed and immediately set a place for them to meet.

After hanging up, Regina sat down in front of her vanity, wanting to make herself look presentable. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have the courage to face him.

But the moment she looked at her reflection, reality hit her hard.

That aged, frightening face staring back at her was a cruel reminder that she was no longer the well-maintained, elegant socialite she once had been.

The woman in the mirror had sunken eye sockets and dark, bruised shadows beneath her eyes, as if someone had punched her twice.

Her once full, firm cheeks now sagged loosely, deep lines spreading from the corners of her eyes like cracks in dried earth.

Men are creatures who love with their eyes, and faced with this drastically changed, aging woman, he had no interest at all.

Not that he ever planned to.

Unfortunately, Regina, blinded by love, didn't see it that way, nor did she doubt his words.

Hearing him say that, the anxiety in her heart eased just a little.

"Esmond, I thought you didn't want me anymore. Thank God you're not that kind of person!"

Back when she was at the peak of her beauty, Regina had been used to acting spoiled and clingy. Now it came naturally as ever as she threw herself into his arms.

She wrapped her arms tightly around him, putting on a pitiful, fragile act that begged to be cherished.

In the past, Esmond would have felt tender and protective toward her.

But now?

Things were different.

Especially when he saw the bits of skin exposed outside her sunglasses and mask, wrinkled like an old woman's.

Then, his eyes dropped to her shriveled, dull, dry hands.

A visceral reaction hit him instantly.

He felt sick.