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Chapter 180: Visible Token of Death
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Regina’s POVI froze mid-sentence, chopsticks hovering above the plate as a familiar figure outside caught my eye.My father.Hurrying down the pavement.For a man like Frank Veyron, who had people for everything from opening car doors to fetching newspapers, seeing him moving briskly on foot, alone, was as jarring as thunder on a clear day.“Regina?” Lindsay tilted her head. “You okay?”I forced a smile, already reaching for my bag. “I–I just remembered something I need to handle. Don’t wait for me.”Her brow furrowed. “But–”“I’ll explain later.”Before she could protest, I slid from the booth, heart pounding, and hurried out.My father’s gray suit was a sharp beacon against the crowd. He didn’t look around. No driver, no aide trailing him. Just Frank Veyron, striding with grim purpose.I followed.He crossed at the light without hesitation, moving north. I hung back, pretending to check my phone whenever he paused. He turned right down a narrow street lined with shuttered bookstore
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 233: Million-dollar Question
Regina’s POVI stirred my soup, watching the steam curl upwards as if it might carry all my secrets away with it.The little Chinese restaurant buzzed faintly in the background, chatter from the table behind us, the clatter of plates, but none of it could drown out the weight of Lindsay’s stare.“Alright,” she said at last, leaning forward, her arms folded on the table. “You better start now Regina or else you’ll never get to it. I know whatever it is has been weighing you down, so spit it out. Whatever it is, I’ll take it in stride.”My chest tightened. I had promised myself I wouldn’t drag her deeper into this, but she’d already been dragged. Maybe honesty was all that was left.I took a deep breath. “It started when I noticed Frederick was… off. He’d been on his phone one night during dinner, deleting messages. His face would go hard whenever a certain notification came in. At first, I told myself it was stress from work. But then…” I swallowed, the memory still bitter. “I saw him
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 232: Unrequited Love
Regina’s POVI buried myself in work, pretending the showcase was the only thing that mattered today.Design boards lined my desk, layouts of the booth, fabric swatches, lighting plans, all neatly organized, demanding my attention.I had a meeting with the IT team early in the morning, as soon as I arrived. But there was nothing else uncovered, just the symbol that made me feel uneasy because what was it even?Even with all of these thoughts, my focus still drifted. Not to the showcase, but to the presence just outside my office door.Lindsay.Her desk sat directly opposite mine, a barrier and a reminder.Every time I looked up from my screen, I could feel her eyes flick toward me, darting away just as quickly when I caught her. She wanted to talk. I knew it.She’d been trying since morning, hovering in that hesitant way she always did when she was keeping something in.What could I say to her? Thank you for not handing me over to Frederick when I was stupid enough to hide in his pent
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 231: Back in the Game
Maxwell’s POVBreakfast at the Veyron house was a quiet affair for me. Too quiet.For Ivan, though, it was anything but.He sat across from me, next to Mia, talking to her about everything under the sun. Dragons, space, the story I told them last night.He even tried to mimic the dragon voice I’d used, puffing his cheeks out and growling until Mia dissolved into giggles. His laughter was bright, unbothered, filling the room like sunlight breaking through gray clouds.I envied that.Because while the fire from last night, the way Regina trembled when I kissed her wrist, the way her lips parted like she was seconds away from letting me back in, had still burned beneath my skin when I woke up, her words this morning had doused icy water over me.“I’m going to tell Maxwell I want a divorce.”I’d heard her. Clear as day. Standing on that balcony, every word sliced clean into me.And yet when she looked up, when her eyes met mine, they screamed something entirely different. That she didn’t
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 230: An Appeasement
Regina’s POVThe moment I stepped out of Maxwell’s room last night, my mother’s face was the last thing I expected to see.Her hand was raised in a knock at my own door, her brows knit with concern. And me… looking a mess.My lips bitten, my cheeks red, my gown loosened where his lips had trailed up. Shame flushed through me like fire.I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t explain.“Mother…” I whispered, breathless. “It’s late. Please, let’s…let’s talk in the morning.”Her eyes lingered on me, sharp and knowing, but she nodded once and let her hand fall. I escaped into my room before the weight of her stare could crush me further.Sleep, of course, did not come easily. My body trembled with the memory of Maxwell’s lips against my skin.My mind replayed the way he whispered my name, the gentleness in his touch. The very same hands that had caused me so much heartbreak in the past had also brought me comfort, warmth. Highs and lows in equal measure.When slumber finally claimed me, it betrayed me.
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 229: Tender Touches
Regina’s POVI told myself a hundred different lies as I walked around my room, going through the motions of getting ready for bed.That the only reason I felt so restless was because of the storm outside, the way the thunder still echoed through the corridors.That the heat crawling up my chest had nothing to do with the fact Maxwell was on the other side of this wall.That I wasn’t aware of every single sound that might’ve come from his room, even though I swore I wasn’t listening.But I was.I stood in front of the mirror, brushing out my hair, trying to calm the nerves jumping beneath my skin. My nightgown, a soft silk slip in pale ivory, clung to me in ways that felt almost indecent under my own gaze.The neckline dipped lower than I would’ve chosen if I’d thought anyone might see, and the hem brushed against the tops of my thighs, whispering across bare skin.It should’ve been comfortable. It should’ve been just another piece of nightwear. But tonight it felt like something else
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