The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 1266

Chapter 1266:

Cliff detected the bite in Gerry’s words but chose to embrace the silence. He stared through the window, his gaze hollow yet searching, as if trying to grasp at something just out of reach.

Wisps of hope lingered in Cliff’s mind.

“She’s never been away from her family before. She’ll come back soon enough.”

Gerry sank deeper into his seat, lacing his fingers behind his head with an exaggerated sigh.

“Right, because she’s clearly willing to endure such hardship just to get away from you. Really shows how much she can’t stand you, doesn’t it?”

Rather than engage with his brother’s barbed words, Cliff turned the key in the ignition.

“Let’s head back.”

“Hey, Cliff, were you being honest at that press conference?” Gerry drawled, still lounging casually.

Cliff pressed his lips into a thin line. With his brother, there was no need for pretense. He simply nodded.

“So, you’ve got feelings for Laney?” Gerry probed further.

“When did that start?”

Keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead, Cliff muttered, “What’s it matter to you?”

“I’ve been directing romance films for years. I understand women. You’re stuck in a rut, and I could help you figure out a strategy to turn things around,” Gerry said.

Cliff retorted, “Says the perpetually single man. What could you possibly teach me about love?” This left Gerry momentarily speechless.

The truth struck Cliff like a thunderbolt—he had never truly made an effort to win Laney’s heart. They had played this game of silence countless times before, but Laney would always break first, reaching out within days like clockwork. Somewhere along the way, he’d stopped taking her moods seriously, treating her unwavering affection like a safety net for his actions.

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Now that their roles had reversed, Cliff found himself lost in unfamiliar territory, clueless about how to win back Laney’s heart. Gifts? Flowers?

The irony wasn’t lost on him—her bedroom was already a shrine to his previous presents, all abandoned in her hasty departure.

Sending flowers now felt like a hollow gesture. With Merrick in her life, any romantic overtures would seem like desperate attempts to win her over. No, he couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t be right.

Days of restless thoughts finally drove Cliff to contact Gerry.

“Any word about her moving back?”

Gerry replied, “No, she’s out enjoying herself. Haven’t heard from her. Where did she go?”

“Don’t remember exactly. She’s been posting location tags on social media. Haven’t you checked?”

Something stirred in Cliff’s chest. He’d never bothered with Laney’s social media—she used to message him about everything, down to the smallest details of her day.

Cliff scrolled through their chat history, now frozen like a winter pond. With a mixture of dread and hope, he opened her social media page, only to replace emptiness staring back at him. She had blocked him. Gerry’s voice cut through Cliff’s thoughts from the other end of the line.

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