The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 681

Jake listened, his face settling into a somber stillness.

He stood there in silence for a long while.

Finally, he reached out and placed a hand on Nathan’s shoulder.

“All these years abroad, you’ve had to put up with a lot. You’ve grown into a man I’m proud of, and as your older brother, I’ve always counted on you. But as your father, I owe you an apology. I haven’t always done right by you.”

Nathan offered a small smile. “That was a long time ago. You had your reasons, and… well, Bianca never really took to me. For the sake of family harmony, it made sense for me to leave.”

Jake pressed his lips together, his expression growing even more grave.

“She was just a kid back then, and I was so caught up in work that I neglected how you were feeling. I let you slip through my fingers, and that’s on me.”

He’d spent years second-guessing those decisions, and now, finally, Nathan was back.

“I always intended the Davidson family business for you,” Jake said quietly, meeting Nathan’s gaze. “You’ve never disappointed me.”

“Dad, what’s done is done,” Nathan replied. “There’s no point dredging it up now. You had your burdens, I had mine. We don’t need to spell everything out.”

Let bygones be bygones.

Jake nodded, heavy with thought.

“Alex has a sharp mind for business. You’ve worked hard in this industry, but if you run into anything you’re unsure about, don’t hesitate to ask him.”

“I know,” Nathan said. “I’m not too proud to ask for help.”

That night, they talked for hours.

When Nathan finally left, Jake remained where he was, watching his son’s retreating figure with an unreadable look.

Now, though, Alexander was becoming unpredictable.

What Jake wanted was a son he could mold, someone compliant and loyal.

But Alexander was slipping further and further from his grasp.

Nathan had realized long ago that Alexander would never be anyone’s puppet.

Nathan might run the business, but he’d never tried to claim it as his own.

He had never truly wanted any of it.

Nathan drew a deep breath.

People who seem to want nothing—whose faces never betray a hint of emotion—are always the hardest to pin down.