Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 828: Remorse

The last few words, Ethan swallowed them back for the sake of his dignity. Even so, his chest ached with anger.

"Dad, I want to find out the truth," James Reed said despondently, his whole demeanor listless and lacking energy.

"You..." Ethan wanted to scold him a bit more, but seeing James in this state, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

In the end, he could only fling his hand and turn to leave.

Charlotte Reed made sure Ethan had left, closed the door, and then asked in a low voice, "James, what exactly is going on? How did it get to this point?"

Clearly before leaving this morning, James had subtly nodded to her, didn’t that mean everything was arranged and there was no problem?

"Mom, I want to see Ophelia." James didn’t want to say much; he was very tired, extremely exhausted.

He wished he could just wrap himself in a blanket and sleep for days and nights. However, he knew that now was not the time to sleep; he needed to handle the matter with Ophelia Wilson, or it would really become troublesome.

Charlotte looked at James, all her words swallowed back down, nodded, and said, "Alright."

Ophelia Wilson hadn’t gone far. She had come to the hospital with the ambulance. However, a moment ago, Ethan was so furious that upon seeing her, he wished he could tear her apart, so she hid in the stairwell.

At this moment, when Charlotte found Ophelia and told her that James wanted to see her, Ophelia hurried to James’s ward.

"James," Ophelia called out softly when she saw the somewhat sickly James.

"Ophelia," James looked at Ophelia and remained quite calm as he asked, "What on earth is going on?"

Ophelia gasped, looking at James.

James’s gaze was calm, looking at her steadily, his eyes full of trust, waiting for her explanation.

The more James was like this, the more Ophelia’s heart trembled.

"James, things aren’t what you saw," Ophelia tried hard to explain.

James nodded, with a relieved smile on his face, he said, "I just knew that it couldn’t possibly be you."

The snapshot on that printed paper had a recording time on it. At the moment, James naturally couldn’t recognize it clearly, but last night when he watched the video, he scrutinized it carefully, missing not a single detail.

"We’re about to get married, how could you do such a thing?" James took a deep breath and said indignantly, "I’ll find a lawyer right now and sue those who spread rumors and manipulated those things!"

"James, no!" Ophelia cried out in surprise to stop him.

James was taken aback, looking at Ophelia in confusion, "Why not?"

Seeing Ophelia’s pale complexion, James smiled weakly and encouraged her, "Ophelia, you don’t have to be afraid, I’m here. I’ll make sure those who framed you get the punishment they deserve, don’t worry."

James’s genuine feelings made Ophelia unable to hold back her tears.

Within these tears was regret; why hadn’t she gathered more people to deal with Sophie Wilson at the time?

If she had, today’s situation wouldn’t have happened.

Why didn’t she take care of Sophie Wilson as soon as she found out about her existence?

Ophelia regretted, hated, but unfortunately, there was nothing she could change now.