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Reese had cleared out everything not a trace of her or Noah remained. 

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Like she was erasing their existence from his life. 

There’s only Noah’s birthday wish note left on the table. 

Hudson remembered that day. Noah’s timid voice: “Daddy, can I have a birthday present this year?” 

He’d been too wrapped up in Val and Leon’s drama, so pissed thinking the kid was being greedy, he’d just 

walked away. Didn’t even let him finish. 

And now… seeing Noah’s actual wish… so simple, so modest… 

The little Noah had loved him that much, even though Hudson never threw him a single smile. 

Meanwhile, Leon was just “gimme this, buy me that. 

Hudson slapped himself hard. What kind of trash father had he turned into? 

The polished CEO looked completely broken. 

His assistant spoke softly: 

“Sir, just heard from Search and Rescue. No sign of Mrs. Montclair. From that altitude, into the ocean, after this long… she probably…” 

Hudson’s eyes were wild. “Shut it! She’s not dead! We’re forever, okay? She wouldn’t leave me alone!” 

But would she stay? Really? 

He remembered their early days. Company was tanking, partners walking. He was living on his office 

couch. 

While Hudson’s partnerships were falling apart, Reese fought like hell to save them. She chased down every lead, knocked on every door, only to be shut out again and again. 

One freezing December night, she’d camped outside some client’s office, clutching a gift box, until they caved and took the meeting. 

She saved the deal but collapsed on her way back. That’s what messed up her chances of having kids. 

When Hudson reached the hospital and saw her pale face, guilt crushed him. He’d broken down crying. 

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But Reese just held him, smiling: “That’s what marriage is, right? We face everything together.” 

Then she’d gotten serious: “But Hudson? If you dare to betray me, I’ll walk away. Never turning back. No second chances.” 

He’d already known about Leon then. Swore to take that secret to his grave. 

But Reese had figured it all out. 

The assistant hesitated, opening his laptop: “Sir, the cemetery called. Mrs. Montclair took Noah’s ashes two days ago. I did some digging. You need to see this.” 

Then Hudson watched everything that happened at his son’s funeral.