HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 364

**Shadows of the Past – By Emma Clarke**
**Chapter 364**

“It appears so,” Eli murmured, her brow furrowed in concern. “But we should verify it—sometimes rumors like this can get twisted.”

A shadow of anxiety flickered across Eli’s face, darkening her usually bright demeanor.

“You don’t have to worry, sweetheart,” Selena said soothingly, wrapping her arm around Eli’s shoulders, providing a sense of comfort. “I’m sure Nora is going to be alright.” She glanced at her daughter, trying to project confidence. “We’ll wait for updates from Silvia and Erick, okay?”

Eli nodded slowly, her eyes still clouded with uncertainty.

Selena continued to whisper words of reassurance to Silvia, who sat nearby, though beneath her calm exterior, a sly smile curled at the corners of her lips.

Another piece of her intricate plan had fallen seamlessly into place.

Within moments, the driver that Erick had dispatched arrived, his presence almost instantaneous. Selena urged both Silvia and Eli to climb into the car without delay. Silvia appeared utterly devastated, her face a canvas of worry. Just that morning, she and Nora had been animatedly discussing their plans for the day, filled with hope and excitement.

“Madam, are you certain you wish to head directly to the hospital?” the driver inquired, his tone respectful yet cautious.

“Absolutely,” Selena replied, her voice brisk yet kind. “Nora is employed by the Miller family, isn’t she? She’s one of the few people responsible for looking after me while I’m here. I can’t just sit idly by and do nothing.”

The driver nodded in understanding, his fingers deftly turning the ignition. “Mr. Erick is en route there as well.”

Selena leaned back in her seat, trying to provide comfort to Eli, who still looked visibly shaken. Meanwhile, Silvia sat in the front seat, her posture hunched over as she battled back tears. The entire journey to the hospital felt suffocating, thick with a sense of dread and anxiety that hung in the air like a heavy fog.

In stark contrast, Selena struggled to contain the satisfaction that flickered in her eyes. Still… I need to confirm it myself, she thought coldly, her mind racing. If she’s still alive, it could lead to more complications.

Eli clutched her mother’s hand tightly, her voice small and filled with fear. “Mommy, Nora will be okay, right?”

“We pray that she will be,” Selena replied, her voice warm yet laced with an undercurrent of something darker.

In the front seat, Silvia fumbled with her phone, which erupted into a loud ring, startling them all. She answered hurriedly, her voice trembling as she navigated the brief conversation until—

She turned around, her eyes already brimming with tears. “Madam… the hospital just called again.” Her voice cracked, the weight of her words almost too much to bear.

Selena slowly turned to face her, the dread washing over her. “What did they say about Nora?”

Silvia’s voice broke under the strain of grief. “Nora… she passed away before they could treat her.”

Eli gasped, a small, strangled sound escaping her lips. “What? No! Oh God! I just started getting close to her. And… Nora seemed like such a good person, Mom!”

Selena pulled her daughter close, wrapping her arms around Eli and holding her tightly, stroking her back in a slow, soothing rhythm. “Sweetheart, I know… I know…” she whispered, her voice trembling as if she too were on the verge of tears.

Selena nodded, her expression a mask of feigned sorrow. “I hope the investigation proceeds smoothly. I… truly feel for Nora. She welcomed us so warmly when we arrived at the apartment.”

Erick glanced at her, sensing the weight of her words. “I’m sorry you had to witness something like this upon your arrival in Greenvilla.”

“It’s not your fault,” Selena replied, offering a small, sympathetic smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Just let me know if there’s anything I can do. At the very least, I want Nora to know she isn’t alone, even if our time together was brief.”

“You needn’t worry. I’ll manage everything according to protocol. It might be best if you and Miss Eli return home for now.”

Selena shook her head gently, determination written across her features. “No. I want to know more. Please… could you share the full sequence of events?”

Erick inhaled slowly, clearly hesitant to recount the details, but Selena’s unwavering gaze suggested she wouldn’t let the matter rest easily.

“A delivery courier was attempting to avoid a pothole but was going too fast. Simultaneously, a car pulled out from a parking area. The courier lost control of the motorcycle and struck Nora on the right side. She was thrown and collided with a pole near the bus stop. The police are still investigating other potential factors.”

Selena listened, her expression soft, feigning sympathy as if genuinely mourning the loss.

Yet behind the faint smile she struggled to maintain, one thought curled like smoke in her mind:

One troublesome fly has finally fallen. Blame your own overstepping, Nora. Enjoy the silence of your grave.