"Francis, are you really playing dumb, or do you actually not know? Did she seriously not tell you?" Jordan cut him off.
Francis opened his mouth to reply but quickly snapped it shut. "She wouldn't keep it all from us."
Jordan pulled an envelope from his drawer—the same one Isabella had handed him yesterday—and tossed it across the desk toward his father-in-law.
"Take a look at these."
Francis's face turned ashen. He hesitantly picked up the envelope and pulled out the stack of photos. He only managed to look at two before aggressively shoving them back inside, thoroughly repulsed.
"When Natalie went to see Ethan before, she was trying to pin the pregnancy on him. Thankfully, Ethan had the decency not to fall for her trap."
"I admit, I stepped out on our marriage. I did her wrong. If we both decided to overlook each other's mistakes and move forward like nothing happened, we could have survived this."
After all, they were childhood sweethearts with a deep history. Jordan genuinely hadn't wanted a divorce.
He still loved Natalie. He had just been frustrated, and when Malvina made her move, he slipped up.
He owed Natalie an apology. As long as she forgave him, they could have returned to their stable, privileged life.
But knowing she had been passed around by a gang of men—even if she was drugged and unconscious—was something Jordan could never stomach.
Especially when he connected the dots about her hyper-sexual behavior a month ago. He had been drunk, and she had immediately tried to sleep with Ethan. She was desperately hunting for a scapegoat.
Ethan didn't take the bait. Since Jordan was her husband, he naturally obliged when she initiated intimacy. In the end, he became her fallback plan.
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