My Coldhearted Husband'S Regret novel Chapter 165

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He remembered how things used to be. Because of his tight friendship with Cullen and Marco, Veronica had always made efforts to connect with them. They had brushed off her attempts without a second thought.

Cook remained blissfully ignorant of the divorce proceedings. Her face lit up as she called toward the sofa. “Ver, Sa, time for dinner.”

The thought made Nate shift his attention to Cullen. Sure enough, Cullen’s dark eyes were fixed on Veronica with an intensity that hadn’t been there before.

Nate forced his most charming smile. “You know me too well, Grandma. I’m going to devour everything on this table.”

Sabrina’s small fingers wrapped around Veronica’s hand, tugging her toward the dining room with unbridled enthusiasm.

Yet she had never given up trying.

She still went through all the motions of maternal care. Her touch remained gentle, her attention unwavering. But the profound love that used to radiate from her every glance had vanished.

Cook’s sharp voice cut through his analysis. “Nate, what exactly are you staring at?” She had been watching him observe Veronica throughout the meal, and her brow was furrowed with concern.

Veronica’s demeanor toward Sabrina had shifted too.

But Sabrina was her flesh and blood. How could a mother simply turn off that kind of love?

Nate realized she had completely misread the situation and decided to feed her the explanation she wanted to hear.

But Nate found himself studying her more intently.

What remained was clinical/detachment.

Social situations didn’t come naturally to her, but she persisted anyway. She would greet them with genuine warmth, her voice soft and welcoming, her smiles tentative

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but hopeful.

At first glance, the scene appeared utterly normal.

Yet as Nate observed the scene, something twisted in his chest. The memory of Veronica signing away her parental rights without so much as a fight made the tender moment feel like an elaborate performance.

The dinner continued, but the undercurrents of tension flowed just beneath the surface of their polite conversation.

Cullen rose from his chair without a word.

More telling was the fact that he made no attempt to look away when she noticed his scrutiny. The old Cullen would have averted his gaze immediately, too proud to be caught watching.

Cook’s laughter filled the dining room. “That’s what I like to hear.”

Both voices responded in perfect harmony. “Coming”

Nate barely suppressed a knowing smirk. He should have seen this coming.

The picture they painted was one of maternal devotion and childish joy.

Nate jerked from his thoughts, blinking rapidly. “Right, we’re coming.”

Now her eyes held nothing but cool indifference, as if he were a complete stranger who meant absolutely nothing to her. That’s when he noticed something else that made his blood run cold.

When Veronica caught him staring, her gaze met his with arctic coldness. The look made him stiffen in his chair.

Nate trailed behind, his expression unreadable. Since he was already committed to staying, he claimed the seat next to Cullen. Veronica settled beside Sabrina across the

table.

Perhaps this was just another/calculated move in her playbook. Maybe she was employing the oldest strategy in the book, pulling back to make Cullen chase her, creating distance to spark his interest.

That couldn’t be genuine, could it?

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