Chapter 267
The rich aroma of coffee filled the air, yet it did nothing to dispel the coldness in my heart. I stared out the window at the endless stream of people passing by, suddenly overwhelmed by a deep sense of loneliness. I had lost my job and my sense of security. I didn't even have anyone I could truly confide in.
Just then, my phone rang. It was Mr. Hastings Senior. I hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Serena, are you okay?" His voice carried a hint of concern.
"I'm fine," I replied flatly.
"And how's your mother?"
I fell silent for a moment before finally saying, "She has agreed to the divorce."
There was a long pause on the other end of the line—so long that I almost thought he had hung up.
"Serena." Mr. Hastings Senior's voice was hoarse, filled with an emotion I couldn't quite place. "I know that no matter what I say now, it won't change anything. But still… I want to say that I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" I let out a cold laugh. "Do you think a simple apology can make up for th

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